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TNG Caption This #199: Romantic Maneuvers

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Vash: Okay, the Ferengi is gone. We can stop now. See ya.

Picard: Ferengi? Wait... come back!

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Worf: That blush tastes terrible.

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Riker: Best Amnesia Ever.

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La Forge: Christie, is something wrong?

Christie: Nothing a date with a different guy won't solve.

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Data: Can't we go back to tap dancing?
 
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Vash (Thinking) - For a French guy he's not very good at French kissing...

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Troi - Not tonight Worf...I have a headache..
Worf - You always say that...

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Riker (Thinking) - Haha, I have a beautiful young woman nibbling on my neck and Troi has Worf biting off her face....
 
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Announcer (OS): "Kate Middleton had to kiss a lot of frogs before she found her prince."

Picard: "But I'm a starship captain. The buff, impeccably coiffed, James Kirk told me that trumps a prince."

Announcer: "Yah. That and ten credits will get you a cup of Earl Grey tea."



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Troi: "Somehow, I doubt this position made the Kama Sutra."



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Riker (to self): "That 'Two Vulcans walk into a bar' joke never gets old."



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Geordi and Christie were lucky they washed up on Gilligan's Island. They used Ginger's evening gown as a picnic blanket, the professor played the violin he made out of some old cans, and they were good to go.



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Crusher: "Thanks for offering to be my escort at the Bar Mitzvah, Data, but I'm afraid it's just not going to work."
 
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Picard thinking: You'd think by the 24th Century, they'd have invented sexdolls that would inflate themselves.


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Worf: "With mint frosting... nom nom nom"



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Ro thinking: You'd think by the 24th Century, they'd have invented sexdolls that would inflate themselves.


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Christie: "Why's he just standing there... Why doesn't he play."
Geordie sigh: "He only plays after I get dumped."


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Crusher: "My eyes are up here, Data."
Data: "But your breasts are down there..."
Crusher: "Point taken."
 
Thanks for the win!
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Geordi: Here's some music, Christie, I'm sure it will relax you.
Violinist begins to play "The Macarena"
Christie: Oh God, please don't start dancing!
 
Thanks for the W's LH!


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Picard: "My, that kiss was certainly unexpected."

Vash: "Kiss? You were standing there so lifelessly that I thought I had better initiate CPR."


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Deanna: "Quit it Worf. This isn't what I had in mind when I asked you to eat me."



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Riker: "I could get use to this."


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Christie: "Geordie, have you ever heard of the term 'Epic Fail'?"


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Crusher: "Trust me Data, everything will be fine. Just hold on for a little longer. Its already been three and a half hours, it should go down soon. I do hope this teaches you to stay out of the Captain's medicine cabinet from now on."
 
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Data: Yeah, yeah, this is great and all, but I want to learn that Lord of the Dance Irish jig thing.
 
I know the contest is over, but I woke up with this in my head, and I have to let it out...


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Ro: "You're not going down on me again unless you shave off that wire wool."
Riker: "Aw, that's too bad."
 
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