So there I was, cruising the B'Tran Cluster in USS Molon Labe when we received a distress signal...
"Captain! We are picking up a distress signal!"
"The Borg, Sir."
"Yes Sir, and Star Fleet Regulations say we have to go to their aid."
"Oh, jolly good then... all ahead full impulse! Lets go rescue those poor distressed Borg... We have to obey the Regs I suppose...I mean, what could possibly go wrong with that, eh?"
You might want to re-write that one a tad, gents ;)
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