Five-Minute 11:59
Shannon O'Donnell: Motorist's Log, Stardate 2000. Indiana sucks, my car's about to break, and I'm about to build a giant biodome, minus Pauly Shore. Let the fictional history begin!
I hope that this is an Albuquerque reference.
Henry: No, I don't. But my son is out and about, completely with the times, right, son?
Jason: Yep. I collect pogs and have every Spice Girls CD out there!
Yikes. Talk about out-of-date references. I can just imagine our kids reading this in 2030 and wondering what the heck "pogs" and "Spice Girls" are.
Henry: And now for a night out on the--
O'Donnell: --top floor of your bookstore. Seriously, get a life, man.
An all-time favorite couplet. Kudos, IJD GAF!
Five-Minute In The Flesh
Janeway: Me too. For instance, do you remember what you were doing at nineteen-hundred hours on stardate 51452.8?
Chakotay: Wasn't I having dinner with you?
Janeway: Gosh, that's right. Fancy that. Jog my memory a bit: did I serve smooth or crunchy peanut butter after I burned the roast?
Ah, yes. A reference to yet another one of Harry's dead former girlfriends. Good episode, too.
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mudshark: Nate's just being...Nate.
Zeke: It comes nateurally to him.
mudshark: I don't expect Nate to make sense, really -- it's just a bad idea.
Sa'ar Chasm on the 5M.net forum: Sit back, relax, and revel in the insanity.
Adam Savage: I reject your reality and substitute my own!
Hanlon's Razor: Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.
Crow T. Robot: Oh, stop pretending there's a plot. Don't cheapen yourself further.
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