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apologized for his uncontrolled leakage. "Perhaps Geordi
can assist you with your - um, hole."
"Probably wouldn't be the first time," whispered
Deanna, snickering. Geordi and Worf's eyes narrowed,
they both thought they were Data's exclusive
plumbers." "Well, maybe we should both have
a finger cut off." They grabbed a...
bone-saw; Data interceded. "You're both my friends
,it is unwise. But if you really...
want to help, weld a titanium patch
over my buttcrack."
"Are you sure about
that?" interceded Riker. "Your quest for humanity
needs more space pucks for playing our...
special friends. "I believe this is TMI,"
temporo-mandibular Isometropia Syndrome which makes your
Quantumfieldreversed antipositronic isolinear tricorderscans a bit blurry.
" "Interesting," replied Worf, not understanding a word.
His tactical display was running Klingon Pong,
while pinging the targ in the hole.
Three Klingon strippers appeared, tugging his uniform.
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