Well, they ran out of all the cool names from the Cowboy universe like Apache and Tomahawk.

1.6GB of anarchist literature.

BBC prepping a Ukrainian fighter for an interview.

This will be shown as evidence at the Vegan Nuremberg trials.

Oh! We also need a episode where Seven and the Doctor tries to implant a Neuralink into his brain.

Doctor: "Extraordinary."

Seven: "Indeed. There's no brain patter, but the subject is still alive."

Elon: "Guys, I'm right here."

Doctor: "And if i slowly turn... up... the... interface."

Elon shits himself as his corps starts flapping around having a seizure on the med-bed

*Seven looks apathetically at him as she's hitting the display: "I've erected a level 10 force field."

Doctor: "Simply... Extraordinary."

B'Elanna: "You'll be launched down this tube in this retrofitted photon torpedo at warp 5 through a perfect vacuum. It will cut years off your journey."

Paris: "You'll be fiiiiiinee, Elix! We ran simulations on the holo-deck. I even made the modifications myselfe."

Janeway: "If he want to live on this ship we can't have him walking around the hallways, it's bad for crew morale. If he wants to get places he need to crawl through the Jefferies tubes from now."

Chakotay: "Captain, isn't that little harsh? He'll spend all day crawling around in there just to get to the mess hall, just to get to..."

Janeway, "Oh and Chakotay, from now on they're called the "hyper tubes", make sure the rest of the crew knows."

Chakotay: "Kath..."

Janeway: "Dismissed."

How about a voyage home: A documentary of Elon, stuck on the other side of the continent trying to get home in a cyber-truck that's falling apart. As he's navigating through south America with limited fuel and money only his charm and wits can save him. What alliances would he make? Will he make it home?

Elon: "We're running low on fule."

Javier: "We have all those calculators I confiscated from all the school children. Maybe we can convert them to some fuel source?!"

Elon: "We could hook them up in series and drag them behind the car to get some extra power to the batteries."

Welcome to Mars!

Now I imagine a little kid with a lemonade stand ruthlessly crushed by the Starbucks across the street selling lemonade at a loss, calling health inspections on them, calling immigration officers, lobbying local politicians about zoning laws and planting stories about high pesticide levels in the "locally squeezed" lemonade.