December 18, 2006: Dana: What is that smell?! Will: Lutefisk! It's a Scandanavian Christmas tradition! Dana: Spoiled fish is a tradition? Will: No, no... it's not spoiled. It's codfish soaked in lye. Dana: Lye?! What, no other poisons were available? Will: None that were so tasty! December 20, 2006: Al: I think something died in the air conditioning system. Dana: No, that smell is Will's Christmas food. Al: Is that fish jello? Will: It's lutefisk! Scandanavians eat it ever Christmas as a tradition! Al: So, it's like the Swedish national dare? Will: Then you wash it down with some pickled herring. Yum! December 22, 2006: Will: Mmm... lutefisk! (Sees Al outside the space station) Exaggerating a bit, don't you think? Al: Great Scott! I can still smell it!