Seven Words in TNG

Picard's stash. He had all sort of

 

ass wines from farthest reaches of the

 

Alpha Quadrant. It reminded him of home.

 

"Computer, recreate the Picard Ass-Wine Stompery"

 

Picard said entering the holodeck, where anything

 

went. In the holo-program, there were things

 

that some people might have considered unnatural

 

, immoral, and down right dirty. "Barclay, what

 

size assless chaps do you wear?" enquired

 

Data. Even though Barclay considered it, he

 

was forbidden from wearing assless chaps by

 

everyone whoever saw him in them. It

 

was in everyone's best interest that he

 

get to stomping the wine grapes in

 

official Starfleet lycra bicycle shorts Deanna gave

 

him. Deanna and Beverly wore leotards, watching

 

his mooseknuckle outcreep their butt floss, while

 

Worf ordered some yellow spandex off Ebay.

 

The Federation's Ebay was the number one

 

supplier of form-fitting unitards in the universe