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."