[flecker]

- On command, sir... umm, admiral.
- Take a sit. You are surely wondering why I called you here.
- Yep.
- Take a look at the desk.
- A pizza.
- Exactly. Have a bite.
- No, thanks.
- Disclosed!
- Wha?
- Oh, Titus... Star Fleet ain't no place for homosexualists.
- Indeed! Then why Torpeda's still...
- Don't you interrupt me! You applied for refunding the hot-dogs.
- If the pizza in canteen is for free, then hot-dogs should be even more so.
- So you admit to being gay.
- Fuck sake, sir admiral, forgive me, but what the fuck are you blabbering about?
- Come on, a hot-dog? For a men? It's a woman's way to put a sausage in a mouth. now pizza's a different story. A triangle, like pubes. And if you take one with fish on it, and close your eyes, then it's even better than s-x! Beside it, take a look at it's name: PEACH-ZA. Got it?

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