Hmm... Now where know that Starfleet, Like any quasi-military organization, is going to have an acronym for replicated meat. Might I suggest Synthetically Produced Animal Matter.
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Quark: ...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
Ezri: Have you got anything without spam?
Quark: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
Ezri: I don't want ANY spam!
Julian: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?
Ezri: THAT'S got spam in it!
Julian: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?
Klingons: Spam spam spam spam... (Crescendo through next few lines...)
Ezri: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?
Quark: Urgghh!
Ezri: What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!
Klingons: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Quark: Shut up!
Klingons: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Quark: Shut up! (Klingons stop) Bloody Klingons! You can't have egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam.
Ezri: I don't like spam!
Julian: Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it. I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam beaked beans spam spam spam and spam!
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:rolleyes:
I think we can all agree that makes the best accronym.
I ATE A BABY!?
Don't delay, eat a NUTSAC today.
Julian: You sit here, dear.
Ezri: All right.
Julian: Morning!
Quark: Morning!
Julian: Well, what've you got?
Quark: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam;
Klingons: Spam spam spam spam...
Quark: ...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam...
Klingons: Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!
Quark: ...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
Ezri: Have you got anything without spam?
Quark: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
Ezri: I don't want ANY spam!
Julian: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?
Ezri: THAT'S got spam in it!
Julian: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?
Klingons: Spam spam spam spam... (Crescendo through next few lines...)
Ezri: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?
Quark: Urgghh!
Ezri: What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!
Klingons: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Quark: Shut up!
Klingons: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Quark: Shut up! (Klingons stop) Bloody Klingons! You can't have egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam.
Ezri: I don't like spam!
Julian: Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it. I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam beaked beans spam spam spam and spam!
Klingons: Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Quark: Shut up!! Baked beans are off.
Julian: Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?
Quark: You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam... (but it is too late and the Klingons drown his words)
Klingons: Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam spam spam!