"It wasn’t no Q. It was them cable-faced bastards at Wolf 359. A Borgo torpedo hit my vessel and then the robobastards boarded us. I killed fitty of them but they kept coming! First, they got Fatty, then they got Stinky, and finally they popped Brooklyn.

I made it in an escape pod to a moon, but it was full of the Borgotrons! They were spitting on the Federation flag! So I rushed 'em, but it was a trap. They opened fire and blew my shins off. Last thing I remember, I beat 'em all to death with a big piece of Fatty. I woke up in a field hospital, and they were sewing my feet to my knees. I ain’t been able to climb over a chair since."