Yes ladies and gentlemen, it’s a sad but true reality of life in the 24th century, that while we can fly to the stars at speeds faster than light, and remove the need for kidney Dialysis with a pill... mankind (and especially womenkind) still have to take frequent trips to the powder room.

Hurrying her way down the crowded starport concourse, her mathematically attuned mind calculated a precisely 97.28% chance of a personal warp core breach before she could make it all the way back to the Galaxy-X.
*Rebecca, in search of a bathroom.

"StarDock, this is Lt. Copperpot," Chuck spoke up finally. "I have several boxes of my personal effects that also need to be transported."

"Copy, Lieutenant," the StarDock voice chimed. "We've been informed to expect you to come with a great deal of baggage."

"I hope you mean that literally and not as a psychological double entendre," Chuck grinned, satisfied with himself.
*Chester Copperpot, upon arrival to the Galaxy

"GEEZE! You're gonna get us in trouble with the ICLU! Them commies are just LOOKING for an excuse to slap me into a 'Sexual or Cultural' Sensitivity class!"
*Leo Streely, always the sensitive guy

"BLAZING BALLS OF NEPTUNE! I CAN'T EVEN SCREAM AT CORGAN WITHOUT AN ENGINEER SCREWING THE POOCH? I'LL SNAP ALL THEIR NECKS!" Bhrode bellowed.
*Bhrode on a good day, reference to Kahn Nilani

"As for the sleeping question," he began, "No, I couldn't. I had a rather disturbing dream involving our favorite CO, a certain marine lady deathstrike and a bag of corn chips."

*SOUNDS BAD. I WOULD AT LEAST WANT POPCORN IF I WAS FORCED TO WATCH THAT LITTLE SHOW*

*Curtis and Ella

Reaching over for the nearest tactical crewman he snarled, "Bring me the head of Doctor Quick. If you can't bring me his head his heart will do."

"H-his heart sir?"

"Yes, cut it out of his chest with a spoon."

"Why a spoon?"

"Because it's dull you twit it will hurt more."
*Tim O'Connell to crewman. You gotta love a Robin Hood reference :)

Rebecca's eyes fell back to Lys, and promised slow, horrible deaths by means too gruesome for the 'R' rating of this narrative.
*Rebecca to Lysander, during one of his many attempted romantic overtures to her.

~ All in a day’s work aboard the Galaxy. Terrify a few innocent crewmen, escort some drunken Klingons through the halls while trying to watch out for assassins that might be after them, and, on top of it all, I get to watch my commander throw up something that looked like tainted reactor coolant in Ten Forward. I thought days like this only happened on Deep Space 9. ~
*Victor Krieghoff, on escort duty for the Klingon Entourage and thinking about Security Chief Corgan.

"WHO THE FUCK DESIGNS A SHIP WITH RETRACTING ACCESS LADDERS?!" he shouted into the nothingness with incredulous rage.
*Savoie, trying to get to the bridge via turbolift shaft.

Not very well versed in the art of cursing, Rebecca was making a valiant neophyte’s effort at making her cussing as unique and effective as possible. While not exactly High-Art as the Klingons sometimes held swearing, to any who were familiar with the redhead’s usual silent demeanor, it would have been quite shocking material indeed.
*Rebecca von Ernst

"I'm ONLY ten! What do you want from me? BLOOD?"
*Samantha Widdlestein in response to Lysander blaming her for his romantic problems.

=/=”Yo! The room temperature is thirty five degrees… standard galactic celsius.”=/= The deep voice of Sylvester Stallone announced over the room speakers. Much to James’ chagrin, he set the voice to action hero so that the Princess could hear a true warrior’s voice. Little did she know that it was an old fashioned movie star, but she didn’t need to know that!
*James Lionel Corgan, responding the the Klingon Princess' remarks that the Galaxy lacked a true warrior spirit.

"You look like sixteen Klingon midgets in loincloths beat your ass. You remind me of. . . " Brhode begins to say to Savoie.
*Captain Brhode in one of his many tirades.

"Worst case?" Curtis began, "Complete core shut down, possible breach, Brhode riding our butts, Marines dislocating our vital organs, and a partridge in a pear tree. But on the other hand, the bug could just pop in, say hi, and head off to some other system.
*Curtis to other engineers.

James whispered to Victor's ear, "My Klingon is rusty, but I think she was commenting about your ass."

Victor nodded without looking away from the diplomatic party. "More likely she was calling me one, sir."

*Corgan to Krieghoff, during one of their stints as escorts to the Klingon Entourage.

Everywhere one looks there are various exotic coffee’s and teas being served, to the exclusion of almost everything else. I mean come on, cant a guy get a decent Diet Dr. Pepper anywhere?
*Dr. Quick, I believe.

... "Poor, poor guys... You could have been in a lounge with girls, beer and friends... However you are here - with me, my friendly hands and even drunk girl woudn't kiss ya now... And beer in your condition will surely take no effect... Well, dear corpses, there is at least one positive side of your... condition. At least you're away from that Big Guy with five pips himself... Better than my position, no?" mused Vladimir, washing his hands...
*Vladya has a conversation with the corpses.

“You told me you’d cut out your own beating, pulsating heart and eat it before you left me. . .. .You promised me you’d swim a river of blood, pus and bile . . . that you’d rip out the festering eyeballs of a Tyborrean Gort-Dragon with you TEETH before you left my side!!!”

“Yeah well, all that stuff about blood and pus. .. that’s what we humans call Pillow-Talk babe.”

*Princess Devorah and Dr.Quick.

“I was a young warrior woman!”

“Weakness? “ Quick chuckled a bit, “Au contrair my bumpy headed babe. . . . If I remember correctly you had me in a headlock and crying mercy to my dear Aunt Matilda. Heck, I had to crawl out of your bed with two fractured ribs and multiple contusions.

“I was playing hard to get.”

*More Quick and Devorah

Again, thanks to Mekaela for going through the logs and putting this together!