Caption Contest 56: Civil Unrest

[Nerys Myk]

But First, the Winners!


Blow'd Up Real Good Award

Travis: Yay! We made a snowman! We should take pictures!

Malcolm: Or we could do this.

Malcolm presses trigger and blows up snowman

The Other White Meat Award

Sluggo's never looked better, Hoshi!!

Pseudonym Award

Archer: It's very nice Trip, but why did you sign it "Gaby."

The Man WHo Wasn't There Award

Trip: "Say, wasn't Travis supposed to be here?"

Archer: "I'm sure I have no idea who you're talking about."

Your Prize:

 

[Nerys Myk]

And now this contest's pics:

 

[T'Girl]

Archer: "My God Phlox, what is it?"
Phlox: "I'm afraid it your right lung captain ... there's nothing I can do."

Hoshi: "My God Phlox, what is it?"
Phlox: "It's a virus. I'm calling it the 'is it possible for Hoshi to get any hotter looking than she already is' virus."
Hoshi: "I starting to look like a damn Klingon. Is there anything you can do about it?"
Phlox: "Do about it?"

Trip (hiding in rocks): "My God T'Pol, what is that thing?"
T'Pol (hiding in rocks): "That has to be the second largest vibrator I've ever seen."

 

[Smellincoffee]

Sato: Ooh! Damn. Next time we go out drinking, let's not do it near a tattoo parlour.
Archer: It's good work, though.
Sato: So's yours. I think that's what they used to call a 'tramp stamp'?

 

[Captain Crow]

Archer: Oh, goody. EastEnders is on.

 

[Gepard]

ARCHER: "...made in China?"

 

[Admiral Shran]

Thanks for the win.

Archer: Early eighteenth century Manhatten? Dammit Daniels!

Sato: Cranial ridges? This isn't some type of virus is it?

Upon seeing the new Starfleet recruiting kiosk, Jonathan Archer decided to abandon his career in the opera.

Archer: Out of order?! Fuck, even in the future nothing works!

 

[The Laughing Vulcan]

Archer: "And that's the territory we have recaptured from the Xindi in the last 3 months of skirmishing?"
Reed os: "Yes sir. That would be correct sir."
Archer: "How much would that be exactly?"
Reed pulls out tape measure: "Um, about three feet, sir."
Archer: "What scale is that map?"
Reed: "One to one, sir."

Hoshi: "Damnit! I look like a Bajoran that's been kicked in the nuts too hard."

Archer: "Ha! No one expects the... spanish... inqui... where is everyone?"

Archer: "Made in Taiwan? What the... Oh no!"
Television off screen: "... and news just in of a tragic accident at a Toys R Us..."

 

[LeadHead]

Archer: Nice place. Any good bars?

T'Pol: It's a pre-industrial society Captain.

Archer: Is that a no?

Hoshi: Yay! I finally get to go on a mission without the rest of you!

T'Pol: (over comm) T'Pol to Archer, I've found an excuse for the rest of us to go down to the planet too.

Hoshi: Curses!

Archer: T'Pol, what is it?

T'Pol: The Computer Processor from the starship Voyager. Was I really the only one who watched "Concerning Flight?"

Archer: It would be best not to confuse them, Malcolm said. Maybe if you marked them "Stun" and "Kill" I wouldn't have just killed everyone.

 

[T'Girl]

Archer: "And that's the territory we have recaptured from the Xindi in the last 3 months of skirmishing?"
Reed os: "Yes sir. That would be correct sir."
Archer: "How much would that be exactly?"
Reed pulls out tape measure: "Um, about three feet, sir."
Archer: "What scale is that map?"
Reed: "One to one, sir."

Hoshi: "Incoming communication Captain."
Archer: "Who is it Ensign?"
Hoshi: "It the Black Adder sir."
Archer: "Old slack bladder huh?"

 

[Captain Crow]

Archer: Ah, crap. It's out of water.

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Archer: "Hey, I can see my house from here!"

Phlox (OS): "Well...look on the bright side, Ensign. They do say the ones with ridges are the best for sex."
Hoshi: "They're talking about condoms, you moron!"

 

[Kirby]

It wouldn't take long for the Bajorans to figure out that Hoshi didn't belong.

 

[milo bloom]

"What is this Edge crap? I paid for 3G, I want 3G!"

 

[LeadHead]

Archer: Analysis.

Malcolm: This town is a sausagefest, recommend we try another.

Phlox: Hoshi, you're becoming more and more of a hypochondriac all the time, the ridges were part of your halloween costume.

Hoshi: Were they supposed to grow other ones on my butt?

Doctor Evil: (offscreen) Mister Powers, welcome to my moon base.

Austin: (offscreen) Are you me, 10 minutes from now?

Archer: Out of power again. Trip, toss me some double A's!

 

[TiberiusMaximus]

Linda Park: This script is retarded! I have like two lines!

 

[Mistral]

Archer kept a sharp eye on Alameda, since it was where they kept the nuclear wessels.

 

[Mistral]

Hoshi: "Oh, God, this is awful!"

Phlox: "I did the best I could."

Hoshi: "But I still have spinach in my teeth! As a dentist, you suck!"

 

[Mistral]

"...then, turn the collimator six degrees left, being sure not to over-turn the focus ring. After you have refined the beam, adjust the Heisenberg compensator for any prevalent humidity and pull the energy cell activator-who the hell made this thing, anyway?!?"

 

[Mistral]

Linda Park: This script is retarded! I have like two lines!

John Billingsley :"Bitch, bitch, bitch. At least you're on-screen!"