Seven Words in TNG

add good measure. He dribbled from the

 

trick glass Riker had given, and the

 

whoopee cushion that had been surreptitiously placed

 

under the stool by the chain reactor

Sean

 

at the warp core and firing his

 

phaser, he vaporized it from existence and

 

let out a long screeching cry of

Sean

 

victory that reverbrated throughout engineering and inside

 

Troi's Brassiere where they lived a small

 

gerbil that subsisted off of her nipples

 

, chewing and chewing and chewing and chewing

 

but never making any more than mediocre

 

attempt to complete its algebra homework. However,

 

the gerbil was soon vaporized by a

 

random subspace distortion that rippled through the

 

through the hull of the Enterprise like

 

a hot knife through Worf's hair. Does

 

that mean that Worf's hair is not

 

warrior strong, but instead butter-like? Yes,

 

it does...and it is fabulous. His