Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by LeadHead, Feb 18, 2014.
Indeed, LeadHead, many thanks for mine, sir ...
Riker: Data, what is it!
Data: Big ass energy bolt, sir.
JONO: Hey Johnny, flash-news, everybody on this ship already knew that your supposed precious artifacts were from a Bajoran kit for serious hash smokers.
RIKER: Wow, remind me not to piss off this "Ororo Munroe" chick.
Picard: Damn it, Worf, I said fire at WILL!
Worf: "Call me Pigpen again and I will kill you where you stand!"
Picard: Oh YES! YES! YES!
Troi: I'll have what he's having.
PICARD: Excuse me, what does Go....AAAAAARGH!
Worf: "Orders sir?"
Picard: "Keep the boy occupied. If he C-blocks me again, so help me..."
Picard: "Good lord, what have they been feeding you? It smells like something died in here."
Riker: "Analysis Worf."
Worf: "What we have here, sir, is some high quality H2O."
Riker: "Wait. What?"
Picard: "Damn it *pfft* Beverly, another one. At least Vash kept her's shaved clean."
Picard: "What is that? An almond? These aren't Mounds! Worf!"
PICARD: Worf, do something, she wants Starfleet command to forbid me to drink any more Earl Grey.
WORF: Sorry sir, I just sent the message. I had to do it.
WORF: The Captain's urine is full of Earl Grey traces. He definetely find a way to bypass the interdict.
RIKER: That explains why he's peeing a river.
JONO: Hey, this is a tea-pot.
PICARD: Noooo, he found it! **Sob**
PICARD: No, it doesn't taste like bergamot or tea. NEXT!
TROI: I sense a strong desire to drink Earl Grey.
WORF: Sorry sir, but Dr. Crusher received yesterday the approval for the shock therapy.
JONO: Sextant...hehheheheheheh...sex.....heheheheheh....that's cool.
Jono: I know that's you Captain, so you may as well stop pretending to be Guinan's Oscar.
Picard: I was the one for Ghost, tee hee!
Lt. FÜNKE:OH GOD! WHAT AWFUL CLOTHES!
RON HOWARD (OS): And Tobias was about to discover at his first assigment as Starfleet psychatrist that the Enterprise was perhaps not the better place to pursue his Blue Man activities.
COMPUTER: Red alert! A naked Bolian male has been detected near the Jeremiah Rossa's cabin.
Picard: Mr. Worf, you have the bridge. If any of your ex-girlfriends show up, try not to get them killed this time.
Captain's Personal Log: I forgot to wash my hands making it so by myself again.
Riker: What is it?
Worf: Duh, it's a tricorder, stupid.
Riker: Why are we letting you do science stuff?
Stewart: James McAvoy is getting paid how much more than me?
Riker: Captain Picard has fallen! I name myself the new captain!
PICARD: These ancient field rations are perfect edib...blaaargh.
Geordi: OK, we're ready.
Worf: Captain, even if the device works, it will be without honor!
Picard: Come, come, Mr. Worf. Let's be open-minded! Computer, activate automatic bridge defense system.
Computer: Commander Riker is now in command.
Riker: Computer, deactivate BDS.
Data: I can see why this device was originally discontinued.
Troi: I sense great pain.
The biologist in me just realized I used the wrong word for it...
Crusher: My rations are shepherd's pie flavored. Reminds me of Grandmother's.
Troi: Mmmm - chocolate sundae! My favorite. How about yours, Captain?
Picard: Burnt...fur...putrid eel...and...serpent worms? Dammit Worf!
Worf: Mmm, pheasant.
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