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Odo, where are you going? Nurse Garland's a white woman from the 1940's. There's no way she'll fuck you!

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id like to thank @datamogging for the post that inspired it all and @canipleasehavefood for the edit
#my stuff#but not really my stuff#this is what people in the oscars must feel like when theyre thanking the people who did all the actual hard work for the movie#star trek#miles o'brien#keiko o'brien#star trek: the next generation#star trek the next generation#star trek deep space 9#star trek deep space nine#star trek: deep space nine#tng#ds9#st:tng#st:ds9#also thank you to @acearson for being there for me when this idea came to mind#miles obrien#keiko obrien
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one time datamogging messaged me with an addition to that computer bong water iced picard meme and i ignored it. because i was gaming. that was my version of Saint Peter's threefold denial
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First Officer's Log: We are escorting the crew of the Red Dwarf around the Enterprise while repairing their vessel. Apparently, they come from a time-line 3 million years in the future, and consist of Dave Lister, a human who has been in stasis that entire time; Arnold Rimmer, a hologram of a dead crewmate; Cat, the descendent of a pregnant cat who apparently evolved into a humanoid form, and Kryten, a cleaning android.
So, Lister, what do you think of the Enterprise so far? I hope the replicators have provided you with adequate food.

Bang smegging on, man! The chicken vindaloo is just like how me Nan used to cook it. Could do with a bit letting the chicken ferment for a few days at room temperature, you know? Improves the flavor!

Of course, Lister would take to baser desires like filling his gullet. Commander, as Technician Second Class, and the highest ranking officer among the Red Dwarf crew, I'd like to share with you my thoughts on the --

--Rimmer, he doesn't wanna hear your thoughts! You're an arrogant, know-it-all smeghead with the charisma of a cockroach running for office on the platform of "Bring Back Margaret Thatcher." Your thoughts are as valuable as a Build-a-Bear shop in a morgue.

That's enough, Lister. You're not wrong, though. You see, Rimmer, when we repaired your ship, I pulled your commanding officer's logs. Despite being the second-lowest rank on the ship, you've got quite the record. 209 citations for abusing Lister, 127 citations of improper use of a vending machine vacuum pump for masturbatory purposes, and... 1 entry for verbally assaulting a waiter for bringing you 'cold gazpacho soup...?' You do know gazpacho soup is served cold, right?

Commander Riker, sir, I...I can explain. I--

--Oh I think your record explains quite enough, Arnold. Why don't you take Lister's advice and "smeg off?"

Now you were saying something about vindaloos? Computer, run Holodeck Program: "Feast of One Thousand Vindaloos," with concurrent program: "Pamela Anderson Mudwrestling Tournament." Change Pamela's face to Miles O'Briens. Safety Protocols off!

Who's Miles O'Brien?

You'll see soon enough. You've been gone this long without seeing other people, I'm gonna make damn sure you have something to remember us by.

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Whatever happened to @datamogging
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YEAH I FOUND IT https://www.tumblr.com/datamogging/653011733212020736/heretyk?source=share
does anyone have that post where data marries rei ayanami i need it so bad and google isn't helping
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Hate when people are always trying to start shit like ‘yeah well I saw you in the Romulan Neutral zone!’
bitch…..what were you doing in the Romulan Neutral Zone?
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This website gives me unrealistic ideas about what this show is about
"Data, in your interactions with 21st century internet culture, have you discovered a way to improve the warp drive?"

"I have, sir. It involves synthesizing a new form of dilithium crystals into a new lattice structure. However, it will require the aid of an individual from that period whose history and research procedures may be considered 'unorthodox' by Starfleet standards."

"How 'unorthodox' exactly, data?"

"...So let me get this straight. After all of the manipulation, back-stabbing, and other horrible things you've accused me of over these past few months, you just think you can waltz on back here and ask for my help?"

"Mr. White, you said it yourself when we first met. 'We need to cook...'"

"...bitch."

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