TNG Caption This #188: A lot to be Thankful for

[LeadHead]

Hello all, sorry for the late creation of the new contest, watching Cal get beat by Stanford yesterday was just painful. Despite that, here we go with a new contest!

Did I forget something?

Nah.

Couldn't have.

Oh Yeah.... WINNERS!

First up, The "Hilarious, yet saving precious pixel space" Award goes to:

Data: "Mr. Hyde, I presume"

Next, The "Taking things literally" Award, goes to:

Riker: "Barclay, when you said 'I'd tell you but then I'd have to kill you," I didn't think you were serious."

Next, the "Practical Applications" Award goes to:

Beverly: "I've looked all around inside the skull and I still haven't found anything... totally empty. But when you blow in through the ear, it sounds like the ocean!"

Next, the "Thanks for reminding me of my lack of drawing skills" Award goes to:

DATA: Elementary,my dear Geordi.

GEORDI: The solution?

DATA: No, your drawing skills.

Next, the "Previously Unknown skills" Award goes to:

Picard found out why Beverly's nickname from her Academy days was "The Hoover".

Next, The "Giving it the finger" Award goes to:

Troi: "Stay perfectly still, Worf. Don't move a muscle. Maybe this terrifying blue orb will just go away and leave us alone."

Worf quickly jabs a finger forward, right into the bubble. *POP!*

Worf: "You were saying?"

And finally the photoshop awards, I was unable to settl o just one winner again (Forgive my weakness, there was just so much great creativity) so I chose 2 winners this time!

"That's no hologram . . . it's a space station!"

and

Yet I can't think of a clever caption.

Congrats to all of our winners: This time around we'll have some pictures in honor of the upcoming Turkey Day. This contest will end on Sunday.

On with the captioning!

 

[LeadHead]

Kurn came aboard the Enterprise to visit his brother for Thanksgiving. Worf had left 3 days earlier on a 7 day cruise.

Riker: New hairstyle?

Tasha: Yeah.

Riker: Did you drink a few of those before getting that hairstyle?

Tasha: How did you know?

Riker: Just a guess.

Worf: Smells... like chicken.

La Forge: Sure doesn't taste like it.

Picard: Data, I need you to go down to the transporter room and beam me out of here immediately.

Crusher: Jean-Luc, if you want to leave, just leave.

Picard: Mister Homn is like a bouncer, I'll never make it.

Troi: This is my ice cream, go get your own!

 

[Jonas Grumby]

LaForge: "Commander Kurn, do you have any preferences for dessert?"
Crusher (sotto voce to LaForge): "Why is he leering at me like that?"

 

[Bob Karo]

Riker: (inner thoughts) Remember she can kick your ass. Don't look at the hair. Don't look at the hair. Don't look at the hair...

 

[Itisnotlogical]

Geordie: "Captain, what is that?"

Picard: "The last nosy engineer who asked what dinner was!"

Picard: "Mr. Data, load a caption in torpedo bay 2."

I'm too cool to use a single dish. I had to put a really tiny bowl... inside a BIGGER BOWL.

 

[tharpdevenport]

Picard: "I hope this tastes better than the Troi cake of last year."

Levar and Dorn in the early stages of recovery, after having done "code of Honor". Dorn, double damned, still reeling from "CHiPs".

 

[Holdfast]

In true Klingon tradition, when a new officer kills an old one and takes his place, the old officer is cooked and ceremonially eaten. The only surprise was Worf turned out to be white meat rather than dark.

 

[Mistral]

Troi: "Not another word, Will! Besides, even if it does, it will probably just go straight to my breasts."

 

[Holdfast]

Picard to Data, sotto voce: "Crusher's hair. It compels me. I wants it. Bring it to me tonight, so that the wig may be forged under the cover of darkness."

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Troi: "What part of 'chocolate is better than sex' didn't you understand?"

 

[Capt_Pickirk]

Geordi: Data, what is this??

Data: Feline supplement....Seventy-four

Geordi: *spit take*

 

[Nerys Myk]

KURN: So, are any of you American?

RIKER: Damn, thats her sixth glass and she's still sober. How am I gonna get lucky now?

WORF: As a chef, Crusher makes a fine doctor.

LAFORGE: She must be trying to drum up business. Because I'm about to be sick.

DATA: Ah, I was wondering where my lubricant went.

RIKER: Ow!! Ow! Ow! You never said being Imzadi means sharing a brain freeze!!!!

 

[Supernuke]

Riker (looks at Tasha, thinks): Man, do I hate 80s night! I can't believe Picard makes us do this every month!

 

[Velocity]

Yes, chocolate is better than sex. Well, sex with YOU, anyway.

 

[LeadHead]

Troi: And I'd like to announce my upcoming marriage to this guy I haven't seen in 10 years.

Riker: I picked the wrong day to quit drinking. (To Tasha) Based on your hairstyle, you picked the wrong day to quit sniffing glue.

 

[Finn]

Troi: Well, yeah. Barclay brought it to me. What are you gonna do about it, blue eyes?

 

[tharpdevenport]

Yes, chocolate is better than sex. Well, sex with YOU, anyway.

Totally awesome.

 

[Holdfast]

Troi: And I'd like to announce my upcoming marriage to this guy I haven't seen in 10 years.

Riker: I picked the wrong day to quit drinking. (To Tasha) Based on your hairstyle, you picked the wrong day to quit sniffing glue.

Brilliant.

 

[LeadHead]

Data: I do not require food, and considering the Captain did the cooking, I'm very glad about that.

 

[Subcommander R.]

And the minute his heart didn’t feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light,
And he brought back the toys! And the food for the feast!
And he, HE HIMSELF! The Grinch carved the roast beast!

Riker: Are you sure this drink isn't poison? Anything capable of doing that to Tasha's hair must be dangerous...

Worf: This food doesn't seem French at all, are you sure Captain Picard isn't secretly British?

Geordi: I don't know, but he's never cooking again.

Picard: Mister Data, why are you staring at my napkin?

Data: I am sorry Captain, but the intricate folded design is rather aesthetically pleasing, a striking combination of the neo-

Picard: Data, be quiet.

At that moment, Riker realized the advice Worf had given him about interrupting a Targ while eating was true in other circumstances as well.