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SG-1 took some notes from local community college, Greendale, when looking for a new mascot. This is try-outs.
If I recall correctly, there’s a serious bowling league dispute going on.
Mark it zero!
You’re out of your element, Donny!
Don’t ask. It’s a fetish thing.
LT signed up for a bodypaint class thinking it was for camouflage techniques.
That definitely looks like some lt camo work
This is how marshmallows are harvested in the wild
Sg1 discovers the joys of foreign pathogens on the immune system . . . again.
Nothing sexual.
Aliens are showing SG-1 how they have removable scrotum.
Got the themed weekends at the club mixed up. Embarrassing, for sure, but not unreasonable.
At least it’s not a feminist movie in a theatre full of lesbians
Kirk and the rest of the command staff from Babylon 5 stumbling into an interpretatie dance battle.
It’s fashion week on the mushroom planet, here we see our dashing and stylish models show of an exotic green fall collection.
It’s a coke farm.
Jack, they say now that we’re members of their tribe they need to remove our balls to be inflated into one of these bouquets…
SG-1 encounters a species with an ashy, swollen ball rash so bad they’ve taken them off and put them in the community ball park for like a week and they just won’t shut up about it either
Indiana Jones and the Temple of Shrooms.
