TNG Caption This! 254: Season 7; Lets bring it home now...

[T'Girl]

Ro: "Well let's see, reverse Andorian cowgirl is twenty credits, transdimensional pops are thirty, Romulan showers are fifty, galactic rimming is a hundred, and for an addition two hundred credits we can make it a NSE (neutron star experience).

Picard: "I've definitely come to the correct lounge lizard."

 

[Deranged Nasat]

Riker: "There, Worf! The end of the series!"

Worf: "That's not the end of the series. The ship's all wrong, and...Scott Bakula?"

Riker: "It's got to be the end of the series. See, there I am. God, I bet it's a classic".

Picard: "Okay, that's five minutes. Let's check if she's still there...(*turns on screen*)...ah, crap..."

Nechayev: "I can wait all day, Cap--"

(*Picard turns off screen*)

Picard: "Another five minutes..."

 

[bobarino]

RO: I think I should confess, Captain that I was really born a man

 

[Isis]

Admiral: "This enemy is worse than the Romulans, the Borg, and the Dominion put together. Gentlemen, I'm taking any and all suggestions."

Riker: "No problem at all, I'll just give 'em a look like this. Once they see how awesome I am, they'll be putty in our hands."

<Picard does facepalm>

 

[Isis]

Troi: "What's the big deal? Just looking at your faces I could tell that Riker had a great hand and Worf had nothing."

Beverly (to self): "I warned them."

 

[inflatabledalek]

Riker: "There, Worf! The end of the series!"

Worf: "That's not the end of the series. The ship's all wrong, and...Scott Bakula?"

Riker: "It's got to be the end of the series. See, there I am. God, I bet it's a classic".

Worf: But... what happened to your face?

Riker: Don't you remember Braga saying it was going to be a time travel show with stuff set 15 years in the future?

Worf: Wow, that's a great make up job. I was expecting them to just dump some talcum powder over your head. I mean how often does weight gain get taken into account when ageing a character? With that flabby, red face you don't look anything like your season 7 self.

 

[Alrik]

Thanks for the Win L.H.!

Riker: "Okay, there's Geordi over there. Keep very still and quiet. If he goes for Data, we should both be able to make it back to base."
Worf: "We evade? Hide-n-Seek has no honor."

Ro: "Did you bring your saddle?"
Picard: "Mmm hmm."
Ro: "Good. I brought my whip."
Picard: "Oh BOY!"

Deanna: "I'll admit Worf, the drinks are pretty good. But for a dance club, this place is dead."
Worf: "What do you expect? It's 2:00 in the afternoon. You don't get out much, do you."

Nechayev: "Jean Luc, last weekend was wonderful. I haven't been manhandled like that in ages. You were fantastic..."
Picard: "Um...er, Admiral, did I mention Commander Riker would be joining us for this mission update?"

Riker: "You heard me. I said Go Fish."

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Ro: "Look at the sunlight streaming through those window slats! It's noon, you horny bastard! GO HOME!!"

 

[Alrik]

Worf: "Drink up Deanna. Enjoy."

Data: "Interesting. I am detecting large traces of a substance known as Spanish Fly."

 

[Gary7]

Nechayev: "Jean Luc, last weekend was wonderful. I haven't been manhandled like that in ages. You were fantastic..."
Picard: "Um...er, Admiral, did I mention Commander Riker would be joining us for this mission update?"

 

[Honorable Ensign]

Riker: Look, the plot! After--
Worf: We've already used that joke, sir.

Anybody who attempted to usurp Troi's position as winner of the Winetasting Competition would pay.

Picard: Interesting, Number One. Admiral Nechayev's Spacebook lists you as a "4, maybe a 5" in bed.

 

[Dr. Crusher]

"I am the goddess of empathy..."

Riker: "THAT, Mr. Worf, is how it all starts with Deanna."

Ro's friendship with Guinan had many unintended consequences.

Picard: So, when your operation is finished, Number One, this will be the result?

After noted rising tensions at previously enjoyed senior staff poker games, Deanna started to believe that only a relationship with Dr. Crusher could improve matters.

 

[LeadHead]

A Special New Contest has Begun! Come and See!

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Worf: "I thank you both for coming to see my first attempt at writing a holodeck program. But before we start the simulation, a toast! Here's to swimmin' with bow-legged women!"
Troi: "God, I hope you're not describing the program!"

EDIT: Oops! Came here from the Search page and didn't notice the contest had already ended! Oh, well...