DS9 Caption Contest 115: Gowron and All His Rowdy Friends

[Ithekro]

And that was the news, 12th day of the Maktag in the 999 Year of Kahless. Good night to you, and your House.

Gowron: Worf. The Cardassians are not just going to kill themselves. We need to assist them in this undertaking. For the sake of their honor.

Klingon: You missed.

Garek (O/S): You still owe me for that dress your wife picked out last month. You will live until I receive payment. Until then, I will allow you to live with your shame.

O'Brien: This beer is without honor.

Worf: Blood wine.

O'Brien: Look here, I know a beer when I taste one, and this has hops and barley in with the blood.

Worf: Would you insult this fine vintage of wine?!

Sisko: Enough. Tonight we get drunk. What we drink to do that matters not.

O'Brien: It is still beer without honor.

There there, we'll get you another starship for no latium down.

 

[Smellincoffee]

24 hour warning!

 

[LeadHead]

Gowron: I have sent cloaked vessels all over the Alpha Quadrant, they will immediately fire upon any ship, planet or space station that makes fun of my eyes!

Sisko: Sisko to Ops, Shields up!

Worf: Gowron, your expertise in shoulder massage will not convince me that invading Cardassia is a good thing.

Klingon: Hey guys, how's it going? Aw, cra-

Worf: I never thought I would say this, I miss the drinks at Quarks.

O'Brien: Just the drinks?

Worf: The company is a lateral change.

 

[SpocksOddSocks]

Worf: I apologise captain. It is some time since I have been this long without prune juice. The effect on my body has been somewhat....unsettling.

 

[Bad Thoughts]

24 hour warning!

Klingon: No! I was promised 26 hours of battle.

 

[Smellincoffee]

24 hour warning!

Klingon: No! I was promised 26 hours of battle.

One hour of lunch, two half-hour breaks. Dept of Labor says so, sorry.