
"I told her you were talking to Starfleet Command, sir...but she DEMANDED to come in and show you that her left breast is bigger than her right."

"That does it.
No more Denobulan hash before a landing party mission."
The new 1967 Federation Galaxy.
Sporty.
Smooth.
Refined.
Lots of spare room in the trunk for dead Orion slave girls and tubs of biomimetic gel.