Voyager Caption Contest: 131 odd expressions

I'm back. And no I'm not bored and moving on. Onward!

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New: this one might be tricky with the focus on a single close up.

 

I knew I had to win for "Old lady fingers".

None of your new pictures of other images, aisde from the ones from the last caption contest, are showing.

Sorry to hear that killer just now getting what's been coming to him.

 

Dang...I see them on all my browsers. *sigh*

 

Your link address don't look right for imageshack.

Here's, for example, one you got:
http://imageshack.com/i/ex1J2JMzj

And here's what it should be:
http://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/705x530q50/537/1J2JMz.jpg

 

As I clicked on the title of this thread, I imitated Harold Oxley (of "The Crystal Skull") saying all quiet and reverently:

"No more forever waiting. Soon, now ..."

Only to find out that "forever" is going to be longer than I suspected ... far longer!

In the meantime: thank you, Catarina, for The Win! The small favour's greatly received.

 

Ahhhh. Okay.

 

Welcome back Catarina! Good to see you on the board.

Hey, thanks for the W!



B'Elanna: You call that a love bite Vorik? My father bit me harder than that.









Tuvok: It's supposed to be a meld, not the Vulcan Death Grip.




Tuvok: I swear, the next guy who says I served on the Captain Harriman's Excelsior Enterprise B from ST: Generations is going to get a knuckle sandwich! That loser had round ears!



Tom: Oh! I dreamt I married a Klingon and she made me almost die in a spacesuit and waved a bat'leth in my face and made me watch stupid cartoons while she criticized my mechanical skills and also her eyebrows are weird!
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Why is there a bat'leth under the pillow?
Nooooooooooooooooooooo!

 

Great captions! :-) the j/7 ones were a hoot, everyone. I'm working on fixing links. I got to say, this stinks on an android tablet. Time consuming and uncooperative at times. Ahhh what I do for us all! *big smile* Fortunately, Caterina is in a good mood.

 

Seven's thinking: I am trying real hard not to drool over the Captain nice deary air . Chants" I must not drool over the Captains Deary Air. I must not drool over the Captains Deary Air






A rather Drunk Janeway

J: Who are you? shhsss are you not 7?

 

Paris: "I had a dream. I dreamt that I slept with the Captain...

B'Elanna: I know, Hon. You did that a couple years back. Go back to sleep, baby.

 

"Now, cough please."

 

Though B'Elanna fought Seven for Tom's Love and won, it was not an easy victory.




TUVOK: I apologise, Captain. Perhaps, using a "Mickey" on you was illogical, at that.





PARIS: "Holy shit, Kes: Harry Kim ... and our daughter!!!"





Tuvok's boxing style improved greatly ... with a little help from Chakotay.

 

PARIS: AHH! I just had a horrible dream I was Kim!



B'ELANA: I am not toned down and there's still way more to my character than being suicidally depressed! See? I just cut myself! What does that tell you?



TUVOK: At this point I don't find it likely that you are actually going to sneeze.
JANEWAY: It's coming Tuvok, it's coming!



TUVOK: Chakotay! Your boxing dreams have no logic. Now I will be your opponent!

 

Only too late, Janeway discovered the coffee was decaf.


Torres: Cut myself shaving.


Paris: She was SHAVING?

 

Captain's Log: It has been several weeks since I started doing the Litchfield Prison holonovel. I've been exhausted from playing Red....

 

Thanks for the win Cat



Janeway: We know your real name is Nick Locarno

Paris.: Nooooo!!



B'Elanna: You bitch Vorik; I'm gonna insert the doctors mobile emitter up your arse......then activate him......in hard light!



Tuvok: Now move your hand to the left and squeeze, you dirty little bitch.



Neelix: Oh, hello commander, what are you doing in my quarters.

Tuvok: I've come to punch you several times in the face. You wanted me to be more emotional; well you're about to get your wish

 

Tom: I didn't shout "Kes!" I was shouting "Keeeeesss me B'Elanna!" Put the bat'leth down!




Torres: Dammit Vorik! Tom's never going to believe I was attacked by a space pigeon twice in the same week!




Tuvok: Once you've had Vulcan, you'd better get a hull scan.
Janeway: Ok, but only if I can engage docking procedures and rotate the frequency.




Tuvok, alone in his quarters: Dammit Captain, I wanted the catsuit duty! It's not fair! Not fair!

 

Tom: I am NOT Nick Locarno!

 

Paris: I dreamed I was 30 years in future ... WHAT HAPPENDED TO MY FACE?!

(Seriously did they just get the office boy to model his face in STO)

 

Kim: Hmmm, that's almost the right amount of horror. I'll add a drip effect and a hand under the bed for next time, along with the interspecial rip in the fabric of space and time under his bed. That should do it.



Torres: They offered me a full pardon, which doesn't cover this.




Tuvok (thinking): Do not think of Pon Farr, Do not think of Pon Farr. Logic compromising. Err detected, thinking of Pon Farr. Prepare for logical retort in effort to get the Captain to want to go to the bed...bridge...bridge!



Spock (o/s): Much to learn you still have, young Tuvok.