Discussion in 'Star Trek: The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
pass the cranberry sauce," said Worf.
"You like that gelatinous stuff?" scoffed LaForge
. Worf scowled, and drew his dagger, glaring
with self righteous anger and hate "you
dishonor an annual holiday tradition! If you
carry on like this I'll kill you
in the most humiliating way possible: by
strangling you to death with your own
pink tutu!" Geordi blushed. "It's not pink!"
"It is now. Too much bleach in
the bladdy machine," interjected O'Brien. "Hey, Chief
," interjected Troi, "Didn't you repair those units
a fortnight ago?" Troi scowled at O'Brien.
"Shut-up, woman, engineers are talking
, and we've no need for counseling goobledegook!"
"Chief, did you or did you not
fix the washing units on deck 11?"
Troi asked again.
"Deck 11? I thought
I'm not Scotty, Counselor, I can't do
the god-like miracles that man could
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