This is what is written on the Tee…..Quotes by the wonderful Seven:
Seven of Nine Tertiary Adjunct of Unimatrix Zero One but you may call me Seven of Nine. We are the Borg. Lower your shields and surrender your ships. We will add your biological and technological distinctiveness to our own. Your culture will adapt to service us. Resistance is futile. Fun will now commence. Your appeal to my humanity is pointless You are individuals. You are small and you think in small terms. I don’t remember being human. I don’t know what it is to be human! Your attempts to assimilate this drone will fail. You can alter our physiology but you cannot change our nature. We will betray you. We are Borg. WE ARE THE BORG You have entered grid 9-2 of subjunction 12. Proceed. They’ve left behind their trivial selfish lives and been reborn with a greater purpose. We’ve delivered them from chaos into order. I understand the concept of humor. It may not be apparent but I am often amused by human behavior. “Impossible” is a word that humans use far too often. There is no one on deck 9 section 12 who does not know when you’re having intimate relations. Then you wish to copulate? Your apology is irrelevant. It’s impossible to offend a mindless drone. Remove your hand or I will remove your arm! I am finding it a difficult challenge to integrate into this group. It is full of complex social structures that are unfamiliar to me.I must discontinue this activity. I am not well. On the contrary. My feelings of remorse help me remember what I did and prevent me from taking similar actions in the future. Guilt can be a difficult but useful emotion. I wish to participate in recreational activities. These nutritional supplements are unacceptable. If the quail hasn’t been prepared to your satisfaction I could replicate something more to your liking. A peanut butter and jelly sandwich, perhaps. I assumed that romantic love was a human weakness; but clearly it can also be a source of strength. Perhaps my analogy was flawed; love is not a disease. Get well soon. You’re compromising our productivity. I’m reassigning you to chamber maintenance. Your new designation is Two of Ten. You are a crude species. Only your size makes you formidable. Compared with the Borg, this crew is inefficient and contentious, but it is capable of surprising acts of compassion. Sexuality is particularly complex. As Borg, we had no need for seduction, no time for single-cell fertilization. We saw a species we wanted and we assimilated it. Nevertheless, I am willing to explore my humanity. Take off your clothes. He protested. I deactivated him. Voyager is my collective.