Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
"We don't want any honor bound Klingons!"
Worf brandished his bat'leth, and yelled,
"Today is a good day to kick
your honorless selves to StoVoKor!"
He swung the bat'leth wildly,
and in the process broke several bottles
of cheap Romulan ale Guinan had stored
to smuggle out under her
long, flowing, tacky night gowns.
"I was saving those!" Screeched Guinan agitatedly.
"Tough tarts!" retorted Worf, baring his fangs.
Guinan recognized the mating ritual and hid
under her tritanium-laced bar table, giggling uncontrollably.
Troi sensed jealousy welling up in Geordi's
loins, as he longed for Guinan's form.
Riker grinned as they exited right, holding
on to the still-laughing Ferengi, dragging him
to the nearest airlock and shoved him
feet first into the chamber. Geordi then
actived his little known, rarely used visor
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