Hi again all and welcome to the next round of Enterprise Caption Competitions. I had a little trouble getting the next round of stills ready, because for all there is to talk about in Dear Doctor it's surprisingly hard to find pictures that look goofy in that really good Caption-This! way. But I struggled on and looked through all I could and finally, yes, found a head shot of T'Pol. Also our pet rabbit is doing extremely well, with much more energy than he's shown in a year or so. He's even taken to standing on his hindpaws to await raisins again, although he wishes to discuss with me the rule that he can't have more than three raisins in a day. Before you can enjoy that, though, please look at the winners of the last go-round. I'm going to start with the tag-team award, which delivered my belly laugh of the week: Our Poor Boy From A Poor Family award goes to ... It's also how each of the last five karaoke nights I've been to has ended up. Well, my song is Sam the Sham and the Pharaoh's 'Little Red Riding Hood' anyway. Reminding folks that the way to my heart is through my advanced degree in mathematics ... Under the 'Been There With Netflix, Just To Re-Watch The Veridian Dynamics Ads On Better Off Ted' category we have ... Reminding us of the dangers of phoning someone's parents on a Tuesday ... And activating my Comic Strip Nerd Remembering The Classic Bloom County Meadow Party 1984 Convention Sequence ... The precious I Got It Before The Explanation, But Like It Anyway trophy goes to ... And for ``Boy, Have I Been There'' Points ... Reminding us there's never a bad time for an awkward moment ... And this chilling view of an alternate tomorrow, which would make my sig quotes if I kept sig quotes ... And now, with only minor ado, please enjoy this selection of pictures from Dear Doctor. Thank you all, and the best of luck!
Phlox: "You had to open that wide? I could have sown Mr. Tucker's annual medical exam indicated..." Hutchy01: "I do not approve!!!"
Phlox: "My dear T'Pol..you will have to open wider if you wish to be my fourth wife." (Not a Trip joke )
Phlox: T'Pol, I don't understand. Are you saying you didn't enjoy my standup comedy routine? Hoshi tries to come up with lyrics for Bjørk's next hit single.
TFTW, Nebusj! T'Pol: Before we begin... you are an accredited dentist, aren't you? Phlox: Pfft. No one seems to worry about my lack of a medical degree, so why should this bother you? Alien: Are you sure you're a dentist? I'm not sure you're supposed to be scanning me there. Phlox: Nonsense. You're lucky I am; you appear to have a very large cavity. Alien: A... chest cavity? Phlox: Quite. Crewman: Are you sure you're a dentist? I'm not sure you're supposed to be poking me there. Phlox: Nonsense. You've heard of eye teeth, haven't you?
Phlox: "Yes I can give you two breast implants of that size, but that won't by itself make you first officer." Hoshi: "It's worth a shot though, right?"
Thanks for all your hard work, Nebusj! PHLOX: The suffering caused by Veridian singing sickness is almost unimaginable. T'POL : I'VE GOT FAITH! OF THE HEART! I'M GOING WHERE MY HEART WILL TAKE ME! PHLOX: If you like, I can treat your desire to puncture your eardrums with a mild sedative. Or I can just puncture your eardrums. HOSHI: And then I wanna grab Reed's ass and squeeze it, squeeeeeze it, like this! And then I wanna grab Trip's ass, and smush it like I'm kneading dough! And then - PHLOX: I'm going to explain the concept of "sexual harassment counseling" to you one more time ... . The movie-screen species disliked popcorn. War was inevitable... _
Phlox: *whispers* Why don't we ever watch any movies made after 1975? Trip: They were destroyed in WW3 along with the music made in the late 20th and the 21st Centuries.
Phlox: As you can see, we have a cold front sweeping easterly, but it's going to collide with all this warm air from the Gulf Coast. By Thursday we'll be looking at potential tornado activity - Phlox: Oh, dear. I really should have practiced more with "Operation". Your nose isn't flashing red, though. You'll live. Phlox: Ootchy wootchy scootchy coo!
PHLOX: Sorry, Captain. Short of chopping off her head, I can't find a way of stopping her snoring. ARCHER: hmmmm....
Thanks for the win! In the not too distant future, 2152 AD, there was a guy named Jon, not too different from you or me. He worked at Starfleet institute, just another face in blue jumpsuit. He did a good job cleaning up the place, but the Vulcans didn't like him shot they shot him into space. We'll send him cheesy movies The worst we can find. La la la. He'll have to sit and watch them all while we monitor his mind. La la la. Now keep in mind Jon can't control when the movies begin or end, because he used those special parts to make his robot friends... Robot Roll Call Charlesbot Hoshi T'Pol Servo Phloooooooox! If you're wondering how he eats and breathes and other Science facts... La la la. Then repeat to yourself it's just a show, I should really just relax, for Star Trek Enterprise 3000.
Phlox: You are so full of s**t that if you ever took an enema you would disappear off the face of the earth without trace! (Joke for all us Brits)
Phlox: Very good conjugation. Now try "Travis is not a vegetable, he is a human." Hoshi: (confused) huh?? Phlox: (sigh) Come on, Hoshi, I know we all like to joke. But, Travis IS a human. I've checked the DNA myself. Three times. Hoshi: um, no , I mean - WHO is TRAVIS?