The Wrath Of Bob

Not a natural body? Then you must be reading silicone.

Mountains of it.

Bridge to sick bay. Dr. McJoy, Captain Quirk requests that you prepare for casualties.

Condition yellow alert.

Yellow alert?

Damn your yellow alert!

Don't you realize it's the first of the month and I have to do my gynecological exams on all the female crew members?

It's good to be a doctor.

You're early. You're both early.

And out of uniform.

Uniform? What is uniform?

You know, the first thing I always tell you beautiful crewwomen to take off.

Leonard McToy, we have come for you.

Hold on a minute.

I know every woman on this ship.

And you two don't look familiar to me at all.

And I certainly wouldn't forget having seen faces as pretty as yours.

What about bodies?

No, I don't recall having seen those bodies before either.

And I certainly wouldn't have forgotten bodies like those.

I could only be one explanation for this.

You're not from this ship.

Do you want us to leave?

No. See, I'm a doctor.

Damn it. Not a lunatic.

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