Nits and tits. And I am a twit. Whale oil beef hooked.

Spock... can.. you... shed... some.... light on this matter? And... make... the crew of... the Café understand?

Well, Captain, by all logic and scientific rigor, yeer fooked. They are only human.

Right... then... fillet... that order. Bring... er... ead... round... ta the weather... and... warp mind.

Enrage.