I was gonna go on a way mission, but then I got high.
I was gonna follow that one directive, but then I got high.
The red shirt guy died, and I dunno why (why? Man)

Because I got high.
Because I got high.

Worf’s looking a little spaced out himself.

Snaps back into reality: … MIKE!!! … WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOUR FOREHEAD???

That one’s a fantasy, a fiction created by our writers. It never happened.

You may have a sash but it’s nothing compared to my Warrior’s Ribbon!