Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
on account of his natural Klingon tendancy
to insist on knowing everything that is
loud, obnoxious, or crude. Worf then belched.
Looking for his last barrel of bloodwine
was pointless. Geordi had found it several
trim his public hair for a
shipwide symposium on genital herpes, held by
pocketful load of nonsense wicker over the
river and through the woods, to grandmother's
house we go. It was most unfortunate
that the USS Fortunato lost a fortune
to a Ferengi known to travel from
one end of the bridge to another.
His legs were short, so it took
exactly 47 minutes for him to reach
his feet to tie his shoelaces. Fortunately,
he had slip-ons so that wasn't problematic.
Meanwhile, down on Deck 22, Ensign Yoda
was in route to Turbolift 3 when
an unidentifiable force overtook him. He felt
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