[Scene:  aboard Pegasus.  The debris from the quantum filament wreckage has been cleared, and thanks to round-the-clock efforts on the part of a stellar crew, the ship looks as if it had just left the Realm™ shipyard.
Chief Engineer Ozymandias McCool has inserted the last transtator control module onto his Engineering station on the bridge.  Pegasus  has responded with an audible hum/whirring sound (not terribly unlike how Enterprise  responded to Scotty in Where No Man Has Gone Before, if you think about it), and Ozy turns to Lord Spatula I, King & Tyrant, obviously pleased with himself.  His Rudeness™, obviously bemused with his chief engineer’s bravado, can’t resist a small grin, as well.]
OZY MCCOOL:  Eminence, full power has been restored.
LSIK&T:  Excellent.  Helm, set a course for the Badlands, warp 3.  Mr. McCool, I think a field promotion to Lieutenant Commander is in order for you.
OZY MCCOOL (blushing, though quite pleased with himself despite it all):  You’re too kind, m’Lord.  Thank you greatly.
LSIK&T:  It’s well-earned, Ozy.  Now, you’ll still have to pass the LC’s test when we get home, but I doubt it’ll pose much trouble for you.
KORRIOTH:  Yes, just correctly identify the porn stars and you’re in.
LSIK&T:  Hush, you.
ALL: 
Okay, Denizens, Spatula City BBS! is up and functional once again.  And, as promised – well, almost as promised – the first second post starts with the Perfect Football Weekend™:
The SpatulaGoddess (long may she exude ginormous quantities of hawtness) linked the other day to this report out of Sweden – which, incidentally, owes the Realm™ the first- and second-string of their Bikini Team™, I’ll have you know (grin) – about how Santa can only spend about 35 microseconds at each household if he’s to cover the entire world on Christmas Eve night/Christmas Day.
Beff, Beff, Beff.
Fortunately, the Realm™ already has it covered.  Prior to wrecking Pegasus  on that cosmic filament, we contracted with a Ferengi merchant vessel to…well…
LSIK&T (to intercom):  Engineering.  McCool!
OZY MCCOOL (on intercom):  McCool here, Admiral.
LSIK&T:  Status of the Scalosian water, Lieutenant?
OZY MCCOOL:  Fully intact and undisturbed, m’Lord.  You were wise to encase it in…what did you call that substance again, sir?
LSIK&T:  It’s called “copper”, Engineer.
OZY MCCOOL:  Ah.  Of course, sir.  Very ingenious metal, that.
LSIK&T:  That’s your problem, McCool.  You were brought up in a world of transparent aluminun and never learned about the ancient metals.
OZY MCCOOL:  Yes, sir.  Sorry, sir.
LSIK&T:  Never mind.  Thank you, Engineer.
You guys can relax.  I think  Santa will be able to make the rounds…