Seven Words in TNG

me. Right mom?" Beverly nodded understandingly, saying

 

from the massively depressing display of manly

 

muscles, she must replenish her estrogen tablets

 

for newly-reanimated Lt. Yar, who was

 

not feeling well that day, but she

 

let her medical insurance lapse, so she

 

self medicated until even Wesley looked good.

 

And that's a helluva lot of drugs.

 

But Yar was actually Q.

 

Yar-Q's sombrero was a subtle giveaway. "Fiesta!"

 

(oops, I did 5 instead of 7 last time!)
The bridge began to party, irking Picard.

 

He irked so severely that Dr. Crusher

(five words here, seven there...)

 

burned her bra to protest such frivolity.

 

The fire alarm then sounded, prompting the

 

seldom seen fire control dwarfs into action.

 

The dwarfs, back from a panty raid,

 

eyed Q-Yar, for a new panty source

 

for their neverending horde, which they kept

 

freshly supplied with 20th century red suspenders,

 

and a year's supply of dryer sheets.

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I spewed my cawfee with this one!!!!!