Bar Trek: The Next Generation. Episode 4: Sore Leave

[Katchoo]

Science Officer S'Katchoo's head recoils from left to right as he continously gets slapped in the face with the trout.

*slap*slap*slap*

Droid: "What are you doing at Fart Point?"

*slap*slap*slap*

Mr. S'Katchoo: ".. must .. hold out ..."

*slap*slap*slap*

Mr. S'Katchoo: ".. fish .... tenderising face .."

*slap*slap*slap*

Mr. S'Katchoo: "... loosing self ... control .... getting .. aroused ....."

*slap*slap*slap*

An odd smile comes over Mr. S'Katchoo's face as his willpower (and panties) break.

Mr. S'Katchoo: ".. must seek .......... ale ... go bodly ........ cantina ......... before ...... shama-lama-ding-dong ..."

*slap*slap*slap*

Mr S'Katchoo: ".. slap it .... like you want it .... heeeeeeeeere fishy fishy fishy ..."

*slap*slap*slap*