TNG Caption This #155 - "Twist and Shout"

[Shatmandu]

Picard, offscreen: "Put up your fists, pansy! I'll show you how a Frenchman fights!"
<Barclay sneezes, Picard leans back quickly, falls, strikes head on desk.>
<Barclay slowly backs out of room.>

 

[cooleddie74]

MILES:"Sorry, Reg.

The transporter buffer just can't handle the size and mass of your forehead. Looks like you're gonna have to take a shuttlecraft."

Reg loved holodecks.

But nowhere near as much as Techno.

 

[jep]

O'Brien: "It wasn't... [giggle].... me Sir, I swear it!!! It... [giggle]...was.... "

Worf: "Barclay"

O'Brien: "Uh... [giggle] yes sir. He uh... activated a new program he said he was working on, and suddenly he was gone and... [snort]... you appeared."

Reg discovers that nunchucks are no match for a pissed off Klingon wearing a pink dress and carrying a bat'leth.

 

[Captain Crow]

O'brien: Your making me horny in that dress Sir. Do you mind giving me a blowjob like this?

Worf: No, I will not give you one.

O'brien: Oh well, you can't blame a guy for trying.

 

[Shatmandu]

<O'Brien giggles at Barclay.>
Barclay, sighing: "Too bad we took down the 'NO DOGS OR IRISHMEN' sign in the Transporter Room, isn't it, you filthy Mick piece of trash?"

 

[cooleddie74]

Reg could no longer ignore the situation.

O'Brien's smoking was starting to have visual and sad side effects.

 

[cooleddie74]

WORF:"I must protest, Chief...

I am not a married man!!!"

 

[jep]

Barclay:

"Man that was a great party last night. I drank so much tha... what the...??? This is Wesley's uniform, how did it wind up in my quarters?

And why is the water running in the shower?"

 

[cooleddie74]

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[Shatmandu]

O'Brien: "I heard about your holodeck program <snerf>."
Barclay: "Laugh it up. At least I'm not a shant-living, narrow-backed, bogtrotting, Shilaeli-hugging, potato-eating Paddy bitch like you, spudfucker."
<O'Brien bursts into flames and dies screaming.>


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[Alrik]

Miles: *snerk* "Next time you might want to double check the coordinates. But I'm sure the Captain will enjoy a day at the 'Boys in Bondage Convention'."

Reg: "YO ADRIAN! I DID IT!"

Dianna: "Alright. What smartass turned him onto the Rocky program?"

 

[Alrik]

Worf: "Laugh, and I will kill you where you stand. This is my off duty time and it makes me feel pretty."

 

[jep]

Positronic Pimp: "Laugh it up, Irish, I am going to turn your ass out, just like I did that Kilngon bitch over there."

 

[26138]

Three seconds later, Barclay began his temper tantrum. Picard knew he should have picked up the Frosted Flakes because Barclay wouldn't stop until he got his Star Trek Flashdrive Wristband.

 

[Nerys Myk]

PICARD: (V.O.) Two to beam up.

BARCLAY: Uh....uh...

O'BRIEN: ***cough*** blue button ***cough***

 

[Triskelion]

Barclay: I, uh, beamed them both into the same catsuit.

 

[cooleddie74]

MILES:"That's not the transporter, Reg. That's the control panel to the matter recycling vat."

REG:"Then where did Counselor Troi...


OH.


Uh...UH-OH."

 

[cooleddie74]

Sometimes Reg's holoaddiction withdrawals were so severe...he imagined himself driving a holographic race car in his quarters.

 

[Nerys Myk]

TROI: We got him down to a 21st Century video game system. We hope to have him at the "Pong level" by next week.

PICARD: Baby steps.

 

[cooleddie74]

Even Reg Barclay found a way to f*** up the E-Z Replicate Oven.