Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
It had been some time since anyone
had been seen aboard Enterprise-D. Riker was
tempted to begin a ship wide search
until he heard a chittering sound from
Spot's live food cage, where a tribble
was happily munching on a small pile
quadrotriticale leaves and fresh Betazoid toenail clippings
"I know those nails," said Riker loudly.
"My toenail and pubic hair collection is
supposed to be locked securely and undetectable
in the small lock-box Troi gave me
for our fifth friendship anniversary on Stardate
...aww hell, it doesn't matter. Lwaxana didn't
like me that much anyway, the crazy
things she made me do before she'd
let me see Deanna's baby pictures. Like
the time I had to submit to
listening to how she received the Holy
Rings of Blah-Blah-Blah-"
"William Riker!!!!" Deanna admonished
, "How many times must I say this?
Separate names with a comma.