The Animated Series Caption Contest #17: Painful Silence

Amanda: "You know, you were a little hard on the Beaver last night dear."

Sarek: "We got on just fine, and he is called Spock. I don't condone nicknames."

Amanda: "I know that dear." *wink*

Sarek: "Oh....OHhh!"

 

Kirk: I may not have found the tribble's head, Bones. But I sure found something I can use.

 

Sarek: "Calling me 'Skidmark' may be logical shirtwise, but it is impolite."

 

SAREK: Our son asked if I drink Red Stripe Beer. It is a logical conclusion.



Kirk's pink Kinto-un (Candy Cloud) attack proved conclusively he was no Super Saiyan...

 

Sarek: "Waving your genitals at the mailman is not the Vulcan way."






Kirk: "Glad I don't wear a wristwatch, baby ..."

 

SAREK: Truth be told Spock, your mother does take money for sex and I'd sell out Vulcan in a heartbeat.

 

Spock: Why did you marry mother?
Sarek: She is very adapt at the art of the Bifurcated Bliss.

 

Sarek: Grandpa Grayson's shotgun was very persuasive.

 

Sarek: "Logic affords us a serenity humans seldom experience. Now if you'll excuse me, I must stimulate my serenity in the bathroom with the aid of this month's issue of Maxim."

 

Sarek: "An Earth-drink called Pabst Blue Ribbon."
Sarek: "Let's just say your personal timeline is a little off ..."
Sarek: "She was ... anatomically compatible."
Sarek: "Her pretty sister said no."

 

Spock: "not everybody keeps their genitals in the same place."


(I'm sorry, I know that doesn't make any sense in this context.)

 

"Jim Kirk: Tribble Inseminator"

 

"...and its great for cleaning those hard-to-reach places-like Afghanistan."

 

Amanda: "And waving them at Shatmandu won't make him change the contest any sooner either."

 

"Wak-a-wak-a-wak-a."

 

Tribble (translated): Lower. Lower. Don't stop until you hit gooey brown.

 

SPOCK: Father, someone took over the TOS contest for Shatmandu, but they forgot about us.

SARAK: It is to be expected Spock. We are not canon.

AMANDA: Canon! Canon! I'm sick to death of canon!

 

The weekend, if no one else wants to jump in or if Joe doesn't relieve himself of his bag of cats. I'm through with doing changeouts during the work week.