Seven Words in TNG

Linda Blair impressions were beneath him, so,

 

he removed his leg.

Visibly upset, Geordi

 

grabbed a wrench and ran screaming toward

 

a sonic shower where they began to...

 

"Oh God my eyes!" wailed Wesley, who

 

realized he left them in his quarters.

 

"My bat'leth needs polishing!" said

 

Worf, with a smirk, to Troi.

She

 

coyly produced some sandpaper, barbed wire, acid,

 

and said, "I'm suddenly sensing great anxiety

 

and said, "now hold still."

Worf ran

 

past Lt. Barclay.

"I'm ready for my

 

haircut."

"I can help you, too," Deanna

 

purred. Let me get my Goddess of

 

Empathy dress, and strap you down, handsome!"

 

"Computer, end program," Riker interrupted, walking at

 

Barclay with murderous rage in his eye.

 

"You stay away from her, Mr Broccoli."

 

Barclay gulped and lowered his eyes.

"But

 

I thought you were dating that androgynous