Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
Lore laughed hysterically. "Yes, Captain!"
Picard sighed dramatically and swept across the
tip of his nose. FIRE EVERYTHING!!! Data...
was uncharacteristically and disturbingly happy to oblige.
"Death to you all!" Data screamed, firing
whipped cream out of his left finger
and then licking it off like gay...
pride protest marchers in the East Village.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the
Antares Maelstrom, a Borg cube waited impatiently
for Picard, to be locutized again and...
feel the way they felt in 1990.
Picard had a better idea: Snuggie them.
"We can't go back," he said. "But
we can wrap them in fleecy comfort
, in soothing, teal, metrosexual and politically correct
style that will soothe their cold, calculating
hearts. They'll be helpless," Picard chortled gleefully
whilst laughing evil. "They won't stand up...
when they're wrapped up in their Snuggies!"
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