Seven Words in TNG

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The dryer sheets doubled as sanitary napkins

 

providing the occasional double-hit panty raids

 

. However, Troi's panties were different

 

, being a variant of adult diapers. This

 

was an interesting and strange thing that

 

meant using bidets to clean the mess.

 

. All decks tuned to the Party Channel.

 

Except Engineering, as La Forge preferred the

 

silence of the lambs, which soothed his

 

trampled ego, an issue courtesy of Wesley's

 

superior engineering intellect and way cool sweaters.

 

Picard sulked, and so did Livingston...wetly.

 

"How did we get ourselves into this

 

fine mess?" questioned Ensign Oliver Hardy to

 

Ensign Stan Laurel as he tried to

 

do something more comedic than Lieutenant Chaplin.

 

"It wasn't my fault!" squeaked Ensign Laurel

 

, "It's the Three Stooges: Riker,

 

Guinan and Barclay!"

Picard pouted. He wanted

 

to ignore all the rambunctiousness that had