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of naked men crushing grapes," Picard smiled.
"A very, very good vintage indeed", smirked
Commander Riker, casually reaching for some of
the complimentary in-space peanuts. "Anybody want to
go lock Deanna in the bathroom again?"
"Nah, let's tie her up in the
warp core and set a course for
Risa!" Then Data sang "Drunken Sailor" dispassionately.
"Belay that singing," said Picard grumpily. "We
don't have time...STOP IT , TROI!" roared
Reg Barclay from the back of the
holographic Tyrannosaurus rex while brandishing a massive
cactus in the shape of a narwhal.
"What you need to do is go
regimental and eat some peyote," said Reg.
"Or you could try on a mankini,"
The One said, appearing in flash of
spangly neon lycra with far too little
material to adequately contain his naughty bits.
Intrigued by naughty bits, Troi ventured speaking
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