Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
Guinan, waking up from an impromptu nap
as she pulled a Tribble out of
her hat. "Get the grease," said Riker,
"Because I have a sweet plan: we'll
make a tribble omelette with it, and
we will have to remove fur from
a bearskin rug. "Why?" asked Picard. "Because
I'm allergic to fur that's why!!" yelled
a generic Ensign who then phasered himself.
Worf shuddered at the thought of Tribble
Universal Domination, sharpening his bat'leth. Troi attempted
to curl her eyelashes and paint her
boobs, while Picard watched, pointed, and laughed.
Geordi snapped a pic with his iCorder
and uploaded it to fleetbook. "Let's end
today with a bang by everyone doing
the Lambada naked! I'll go fetch a
bone, a dog collar, and a few
of the guys from 10 Foreward so
we can samba in the arboretum!" said
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