Seven Words in TNG

stated Data.

"Where'd th' cheese go?" demanded

 

Wesley has he walked onto the bridge

 

holding several buttered rolls and a plate

 

of what looked like baked beans. They

 

started to move and do a little jig.

 

"They're alive!" screamed Wesley

"Kill them by

 

-"
"No! I need friends!" Shouted Wesley.

 

"They're the spawn of Gre'thor!" snarled Geordi

 

, who was trying to appease Worf by

 

making references to Klingon culture whenever he

 

could to sound cool. Worf rolled his

 

cigarette too tight and had to suck

 

eight sided Klingon dice, trying to get

 

up the courage to ask his crewmates

 

to participate in a barbaric Klingon ritual

 

designed to test the participants' physical strengths

 

'

"I have asked, on numerous occasions, if

 

some of the human members of this

 

crew would perform Rak Splak Fak on

 

Friday. So far only fat Riker has