Seven Words in TNG

on account of his natural Klingon tendancy

 

to insist on knowing everything that is

 

loud, obnoxious, or crude. Worf then belched.

 

Looking for his last barrel of bloodwine

 

was pointless. Geordi had found it several

 

trim his public hair for a

 

shipwide symposium on genital herpes, held by

 

pocketful load of nonsense wicker over the

 

river and through the woods, to grandmother's

 

house we go. It was most unfortunate

 

that the USS Fortunato lost a fortune

 

to a Ferengi known to travel from

 

one end of the bridge to another.

 

His legs were short, so it took

 

exactly 47 minutes for him to reach

 

his feet to tie his shoelaces. Fortunately,

 

he had slip-ons so that wasn't problematic.

 

Meanwhile, down on Deck 22, Ensign Yoda

 

was in route to Turbolift 3 when

 

an unidentifiable force overtook him. He felt