TNG Caption This #185: The Haunting in Engineering

[Gary7]

Wesley finally had a moment alone to try out his peculiar fantasy... only to be caught red handed, forever changing his reputation on board the Enterprise.

 

[Nerys Myk]

Riker was a mean drunk.

LAFORGE: Whoa, how long has Lt. Schrödinger's cat been in there?

"Like I said, I'm very disarming."

Stewart insisted on doing his own lighting. The Union was not amused.

WORF: I'm might throw up on you.

WESLEY: She looked like a weird bug eyed ape
...She's right behing he isn't she???

 

[Isis]

Data: "Damn. Now you can't tell it to the hand."

Wesley: "How did you find me? When I said you were just a pretty face and I wasn't interested in a long-term relationship, I meant it!"

 

[Isis]

Wesley: "You don't look anything like your match.com photo."

 

[Isis]

Wesley: "Mother, you don't have to be such a pushover. You don't have to say 'yes' every time one of your canasta buddies tells you they know a lovely girl I should meet."

 

[Captain Crow]

Data, dejected: Oh, man. And I just signed up for Semaphore Flag lessons five minutes ago. Figures.

 

[Itisnotlogical]

Picard: Yes, Number One, you must be in These Are the Voyages to receive dental coverage.

Riker: The contract... it's a FAAAAAAKE!

Data: So THAT'S where I'd put conduit 452-A! I am much in debt to you!... and much in pain...

Picard: God dammit Tasha, you know I don't believe in ghosts! Quit trying to scare me!

Wesley's eFederation date was just what he wanted. Tasha Yar, K'Ehleyr, AND Deanna Troi wandering into his quarters, drunk off their asses and horny to high heaven, was not.

 

[Gary7]

The alien sensed something peculiar about Wesley. Using its telekinetic powers, it dissolved away the nano-layer facade that had hidden Wesley's true nature from everyone... he was indeed an android after all.

Data (OS): "Brother!"

 

[Nerys Myk]

DR. SHELDON COOPER: Greetings, Will Wheaton. As you may have surmised, I have invented time travel.

 

[Gary7]

DR. SHELDON COOPER: Greetings, Will Wheaton. As you may have surmised, I have invented time travel.

Leonard: "Sheldon? I don't think this was such a good idea. You've scared the kid shitless and we may need his help to get back home."

 

[Mr. Adventure]

Abrams' follow-up Wolverine/TNG crossover didn't fare as well as Trek XI.

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Beverly: Eewwwwww, is that Listerine?

 

[Isis]

Data: "Don't just stand there, dude. I could use a hand here."

 

[Mistral]

Data: "Excuse me, sir, but have you seen-say, wait just a minute here!"

 

[Mistral]

Worf: "Commander Data will NOT be happy with what happened to his cat!"

laForge: "Neither will Wesley. I'm going to make him clean it up."

 

[The Laughing Vulcan]

Riker: "I'm not a number! I'm a free man!"

Picard: "Yes... Very good, numbah one..."

 

[Boxyno1]

Data was always available to lend a hand...

 

[Isis]

Try as he might, the new crewman couldn't get the hang of Charades.

Geordi: "This cut-rate cleaning service isn't working out. This looks like the inside of my room at the Academy."

<brief pause>

Geordi: "Hey, wait a minute. They're worse than I thought. This is the inside of my room at the Academy."

Crusher: "'Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?' is new to you? You Klingons really need to get a life."

 

[Isis]

Perry Ellis XXV: "Riker, your pout is shouting, 'I'm trying WAY TOO hard.' You have no future as a male model."

Picard: "Merde. Everything survived this lurch except my lighted make-up mirror."