Robert Stack: Ship security have pieced together numerous theories on Wildman’s whereabouts.
Tom Paris: “I have no fucking clue where the hell she is. For all I care she could be hanging by her neck in her fucking closet!”
Robert Stack: Scenario one - she’s hanging by her neck in her fucking closet.
B’elanna Torres: You want to know where Wildman is? Just look for the most heinous, vile, and horrible exploitation of children in the quadrant.
Robert Stack: Scenario Two - Wildman went to Disney World.
Hair stands up on the back of the neck! The only spooky or suspenseful thing on TV at the time. When you saw that trench coat, shit was hitting the fan.
perfect. now we just need a rescue 911 crossover.
I forgot he did that for a while.
We come in peace!
shoot to kill shoot to kill shoot to kill
We come in peace!
shoot to kill shoot to kill men!
Shat yes
The Coop Cooper story all over again…
Update: we have no *%&king clue where this guy is.
For all I care he could be hanging by his neck in his fucking closet!
I’ve been working on this wordcraft for 16 hours:
“Stack stacks bodies.”
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