Discussion in 'Star Trek: The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
, who telepathically asked her "dear Imzadi" to
smush Wesley like an insect.
grabbed Wesley by the throat and throttled
the tar out of him,
while Worf sold tickets and sausage rolls
with sauerkraut. "How much you charging?" asked
a no name mustard shirt ensign who
practiced medicine on the side. "Only 537
Spanish Dubloons!" Worf shook a glistening wiener
gagh worms. The ones with little feet."
Perhaps you would like more gagh, Lt.
"No thanks, I'm trying to cut back."
"But, they have little feet . . ."
put more feet in his mouth than
Geordi on a date. Riker began to
gesticulate wildly, beckoning others to come to
a performance of his mating dance. Naked.
Dr. Crusher refused, remembering her date with
a bottle of pills and a fifth
bottle of Andorian Blue Nun, which made
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