Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
Not even the temptingly sweet sight of Baklava
could calm the Greek, who smashed plates
over Worf's head ridges while shouting, "Opa!"
"Opa this!!!", growled Worf, snapping his neck.
"Mr. Worf, that's 50 demerits!" yelled Picard.
"Insufficient punishment!" objected the Greek's eldest son.
"Break his neck!" the Greek's son shrieked.
"Okay, then: 55 demerits," Picard said reasonably.
"Demerits suck. Justice," the Greek's son yelled.
"Where are those pain sticks?", cooed Troi
who held a fondness for pain sticks.
"Deanna, don't you remember what happened before?"
, asked Riker. Holding up a frilly lace
pair of assless chaps. "Why Wil!" exclaimed
LaForge. "Were you in my holodeck files?"
"Who else wears assless chaps," Riker exclaimed.
An extended, multilayered uncomfortable silence then ensued.
Before long, the entire crew started giggling
, largely due to a nitrous oxide leak.
"Opa!" said Worf, laughing hysterically. "Assless chaps,"
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