Star Trek XI Caption Contest #2: ... Lest Ye Be Judged

Sracist: "You may all zip up. With none of you circumcised, we have plenty of fumunda cheese for today's picnic."

 

Sracist: "Surak once said that a vagina is not a clown car."

 

SRACIST: Sorry lads, but lyre groups are on the way out.

The B'Tols would have the last laugh.

 

Sracist: "You a Shriner, Spock?"
Spock: "No, I picked that up at the Goodwill in the Village."
Sracist: "That's where I got my Captain Video helmet!"
Spock: "You got a Captain Video helmet?"
Sracist: "You didn't invent whimsy, you know. I'm not senile, Spock, I've been like this for eighty years. So even if I do become senile, people will never know. Come to think of it, I won't know either, will I?"

 

S'Top Dog: "Now, B'Rack, going back to 21st Century Earth and serving as president of their United States is a formidable task. Are you sure you're up to it?"

 

S'Racist: "WHAT.....is your name?"

Spock: "My name is Spock."

S'Racist: "WHAT......is your quest?"

Spock: "I seek admission to the Vulcan Science Academy."

S'Racist: "WHAT....is your favorite color?"

Spock: "That question is not logical as it would involve emotion."

T'Righty: "Indeed."

 

hilarious!!!!!!

 

Sracist: "I can't believe you lost to Notre Dame. GETTHEFUCKOUTTAMYSIGHT!"<throws clipboard at them>

 

Sracist: "Nothing funny about the stretch marks. She is now called Winona Wider."

 

FIRST MINISTER SRACIST: It has come to our attention, Spock, that you as well as one of your fellow Kolinahr initiates put cherry bombs in all the ministry toilets.

Is this true?

Remember...we will know the truth even if we must resort to MELDS.

 

What...me Reboot?

 

Nimoy: "BADAAASSS!!!"

 

Sracist: "These damn TrekBBS popups are getting out of control!"

 

SRACIST: Can't any of you keep in your pants around human chicks!!!!

 

QFFT!!!!

 

Super: I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
Sarek: Yeah... wait, what?
Spock: Is there someone else up there I can talk to?
Super: No, now go away or I shall taunt you a second time!

 

Nimoy: It's nice to see you've found a steady job after The Next Generation, Jonathan.
Frakes: Thank you, Leonard.
Nimoy: That's Mr. Nimoy to you, makeup boy.



Yes, Mr. Nimoy. You've told me all this before. This is not about the money. You have plenty of money. I believe you. And you didn't agree to do it just to rub Shatner's face in it when you found he didn't have a part. You simply loved the script. I understand, sir.

 

NIMOY: If Bill shows up, tell him I'm getting facial reconstruction after a burning car crash.