Splash Zone.

Is the dog going to be okay?

This is Lower Decks-style version of Pale Moonlight:

Vreenak: “Where did you get these super secret plans?”

Sisko: “They just sent me a subspace message.”

“I CAN live with it.”

It’s better than Bashir’s answer to end the war.

The statement was a take out order.

Subbing just out of support.

Monsantio

I have to keep reminding myself that effectively our technology is just a loosely-based, extremely primitive, and extremely inefficient mimicry of shit that started happening on its own billions and billions of years ago across the entire universe and perfectly scales from microscopic to galactic levels.

No reason to bark at them, it has a nice ring to it.

Bumble bee: “Hi.”

Octopi, octopuses, and octopods are all valid pluralizations of octopus in American English.

Conversely, cacti is the only valid pluralization of cactus.

Don’t worry, language itself pissed us off long before you did.

That’s just sad.

Ferangi hissing on the viewscreen, Picard looks into the camera

“I think they’re trying to communicate!”

Good jokes never die, nor do Black Knights.

Harumph here

I stand corrected. (Allegedly.)

Two apps, OneNote.

It’s right up there with Tony Blair David Cameron fucking a pig.

There no proof, but… it seems possible.

Check the area for second-story windows.