TNG Caption This! #420: Officer Thinking

[ThankQ]

"Computer, calculate the odds of the away team surviving the mission"
"Odds are 2:1 against survival."
"Picard to bridge: Ensign Crusher, Counselor Troy and Commander Data report to my ready room for an away briefing."

"O'Brien to LaForge: The blue thing broke off again."

"Zip up, Commander. It's not that kind of physical."

Picard: I would take your position more seriously if you didn't have your gray coat-dress on backward.

 

[Triskelion]

Captain Leisure Suit: Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today -
Riva's Older Brother: Sorry, I'm the one wearing the getup, I should perform the thing.
Retired Emilio Estevez: Can I replicate more hairspray yet?
Mark Zuckerborg: I wonder what my high school classmate from a thousand years ago is eating for lunch right now.
Molly Ringwald's Understudy: I choose to have this baby with a low birth weight. Bring on the wine and cigarettes!
Counselor Freudian Slut: You've come a long way, low birthweight baby!
Phish Summer Riker: Man, I am rocking this ponytail.
Miss Uncongeniality: I wish I was born out of wedlock, but nooooo, I had to be orphaned. Lucky little bastard.
Captain Leisure Suit: I'll tell you what's outrageous, this furniture! Who designed this layout, Blinky LaForge?

 

[inflatabledalek]

Riker: My uniform shrunk in the wash again.

Crusher: We don't wash our uniforms.

Picard: I thought so! The registry on my "Stargazer" model is wrong! What the hell ship is this and why is it in my ready room?

How Leadhead fills his time between Caption Contests.

Picard: One of you is pregnant and we're not leaving this room until we find out who!

O'Brien: "Officer thinking" hey? Guess that makes me an officer after all! In your face random demotion!

 

[LeadHead]

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