And still nobody comes up with a photoshop of a Ferengi as a rodeo clown and hits us with "Nog-Roping."
[-]I'm just glad this wasn't some slash/fic titled "Nog Raping"[/-]Just noticed Chuck's thread. Damn you Chuck!
Yo this is a story all about how My life got flipped turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute to tell this story of mine I'll tell you how I became LT aboard DS9. On the lower Promenade, born and raised. In Quark's Bar is where I'd spend most of my days. Chillin out, serving drinks, releaxing all cool. And all shooting some domjat, it's kinda like pool. When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started making trouble on the Promenade. I slipped up once and spent the night in jail And Sisko refused to let me make bail. I applied for the Academy and when I got there The hewmons were mean and made fun of my ears. In any case I suppose that this chance was rare So I thought eh forget it, Defiant I'm there!
