General Hammond entered Carter's lab with a question on his mind. The Pentagon had informed him that, due to budget cuts, one of SG-1 had to be transferred. But he couldn't decide which of them had to leave. He decided to ask Sam.
"Major, I need your help with something."
"Yes sir," said Carter, eyes plastered to a microscope and not really paying attention.
"I need to lay you or Jack off. Which should I choose?"
She said without thinking, "Could you jack off, sir, I'm really busy."
They both froze in horror. Their eyes met and Sam gulped.
"Crap."
| Category: | General |
| Genres: | Drabble, Humor |
| Rated: | Teen |
| Warnings: | None |
| Series: | None |
| Summary: | Hammond comes looking for help and Carter's mind is on something else entirely. A drabble meant to be amusing. |