The BLTS Archive - Acronyms: PMYMHMMFSWGAD
by ~allie (lazydevil69@ntlworld.com)

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DISCLAIMER: if you saw it on tv its not mine.

Notes: none this time, just try working this one out wthout
looking though ;-)

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Seven of Nine glanced around the Cargo Bay as she hurriedly
entered to escape the scene of her crime and wondered just
exactly she was going to do now. How could she explain her
suddenly out of control behaviour?

She'd told Commander Chakotay that he almost had all of the
personality of a wooden totem pole, but that it would be
insulting to totems.

She'd glared at Tom Paris and advised him that if she was
still Borg she wouldn't waste her time assimilating him, he
would be used for waste reclamation duties on the Dungari
Peninsula where it was permanently 90 degrees in the shade
and stunk worse than a sewer.

She'd called Harry Kim a child who needed to grow a
backbone.

She had informed Lt. Torres, who was on the bridge repairing
Harry's console, that she had a damned fine ass which she
would take great pleasure in spanking during foreplay next
time they made love before ravishing her Klingon self
senseless.

She had called the Captain a dried up old coffee bean that
hadn't had a decent shag in years.

When the Captain objected she replied as she sauntered off
the bridge, "Pardon Me, You Must Have Mistaken Me for
Someone Who Gives a Damn."

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The End