TNG Caption This! 277: The Inner Contest

[LeadHead]

Happy Saturday Everyone!

Lets get right down to business!

First up to the plate, we have the "Well aren't you clever?" Award going to:

Picard: "One adult and one senior for Transporter 2."

Next, we have the "Captain Oveur Award" going to:

Welsey: Yes, as a matter of fact I do like gladiator movies.

Next, we have the "Klingon Honor, Tradition and Boring Lectures" Award, going to:

Picard: Yeah, sorry Worf but as interesting as your two hour lecture on honour has been I've got... a thing. Yeah, this really, really important report on my screen to read. Why not go talk to Riker?

Next, we have the "Might wanna wait to buy that until they work out the bugs first" Award, going to:

Ooh, it says here they're making an announcement about LCARS 10.2 next week!

Next, we have the "Trend Setter" Award, going to:

WORF: What you laughing at, bitches? At least I didn't turn up at this party wearing the same dress as everyone else!

The Photoshop Award goes to:

TSA Agent: "Please remove your shoes and belt and place all personal belongings in the tray."

Picard: "Ohh for the love of... Ma'am We're really in a hurry. We have an appointment with Admiral Nechayev at 13:00!"

TSA Agent: "We'll be through very soon, I.... hmm... Sir can you come with me please?"

Picard: "Wha... W... You... Jesus, what now?"

Riker: "I told you we should have gotten here earlier..."

I personally loved this contest, so much creativity! So much photoshoping! So many great entries!

My response: A couple of Special Awards!

The special award for knowing exactly what I was thinking of when I chose this image and the TNG Recut Lifetime Appreciation award goes to:

Kurn: It is my intention to -execute- acting Ensign Wesley Crusher!
Data: May I be of assistance?

The Tag Team Award goes to:

Data: "Search complete, Sir. There are 16,492 fanfics in which Dr. Crusher and Counselor Troi end up in bed together."
Riker: "Christ! That many?! Is there any way to filter them by quality?"

Data: "Yes, Sir. Computer, remove all fanfics including Commander Riker"

Congrats to all of our winners and Many thanks to everyone who participated!

On the whole 100 contest celebration event, I'm gonna hold off a couple of weeks, what are my reasons? It's a secret... shhhhhhh

In the meantime, lets do some more work on the blu-ray sampler!

The Inner Light, here we come!

Enjoy!

 

[LeadHead]

Picard: Couldn't we just get a TV instead of peeking into the neighbors place?

Preacher: And Scotty beamed them to the Klingon Vessel, where there would be no tribble at all.

Worf: ALL POWER TO THE ENGINES.

Picard: This is a song I wrote when your mother was cursing me for having impregnated her.

Picard: Why is Troi unconscious in the turbolift?

Picard: Number One, this is a priceless family heirloom my father gave to me. I want you to have it.

Riker: Sir, I sold this same heirloom on ebay last week.

 

[Isis]

Picard: Number One, this is a priceless family heirloom my father gave to me. I want you to have it.

Riker: Sir, I sold this same heirloom on ebay last week.

Picard: "Oh, so that's what happened to the other half of the Famille Picard 'next Christmas send it to the next relative on the list' fruitcake."

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Thanks for the win, LeadHead!

Frakes: "Hey! Dorn's got his lines written out on a piece of paper taped to the console here!"
Dorn: "Nobody said I couldn't!"

 

[Nerys Myk]

RIKER: Happy birthday, I didn't have time to wrap it.

PICARD: You just picked that up off my desk!

RIKER: You want it or not!!!!!

 

[R. Star]

Haha, thanks for the special award!

Picard: There are four lights!
Eline: (looks at glare on Picard's head) No, there are five.

Star Trek: The Stoned Generation.

Kamin: Before, my music was off pitch and muted. With Viagra, it's louder and larger than life now!

Picard: Eline, will you fetch my shoes?
Crusher: They're on your feet and I'm Beverly.
Picard: Where's our son?
Crusher: Wesley's at the Academy, remember?
Picard: Noooooooo!!!

Riker: It's my personal horgan. You look like you could use some jamaharon, sir.

 

[shivkala]

Thanks for the win, Leadhead!

Eline: All I'm saying is, it wouldn't hurt you to put down the telescope and spend some time with me.
Picard: It's a sextant.
Eline: Well, it's the only sextant you'll be getting around here, Mister!

Riker: Well, what do you know? Walking in heels is harder than it looks.
Worf: *thinking to himself* I am beginning to think joining Starfleet was not the best choice...

Eline: It still amazes me how you can play "Stairway to Heaven" on that thing!

Picard: *thinking to himself* I can't believe Beverly fell for the old, "Want to see my shaft?" trick!

Riker: It's for you to blow...

 

[Triskelion]

That's the flute, dumbass.

 

[Captain Crow]

Thanks for the KBLA, LeadHead.

Eline: Why are you trying to play the baby's rectal thermometer?

[Picard spits it out of his mouth]

 

[Ln X]

Eline: You know Kamin, if you stare hard enough you might just see the back of my head...

Riker: Oh. My. Lord! Who let the targ out?
Worf: It's a song I composed...

Eline: Kamin, do you think it wise to expose our grandson to your dreadful playing?
Kamin: Just putting him off music, that's all...

Beverly: Was I in your vision?
Picard: Dream on doctor!

Riker: A special memento for you sir, my favourite codpiece from Risa.
Picard: Why do you need a codpiece?
Riker: Them Risian women spout out an acidic fluid from you know where during you know what, can really ruin the jamaharon you know.

 

[Holdfast]

Thanks for the Trend Setter pick!

ELINE: You know, Kamin, if you look real hard, you'll see the last time I gave a damn about your weird little hobbies.

Worf realises he forgot to take his Imodium.

PICARD (thinking): if I play loudly enough, I can pretend I can't hear the bitch or her wailing infant.

BEVERLY: This Eline; was she prettier than me?

RIKER: They're finally here!
PICARD: Four centuries to receive my replacement, corrected audio discs? I'm so over it now.

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Kamin: "Yep, it's a new comet alright! Big one, too! And headed straight for us! Looks like it'll destroy the planet in about two weeks! Ha! Can't wait to see the Administrator's face when I spring this on him at his lame 'sun's going nova in a few decades' announcement!"

 

[BriGuy]

Eline: What in the world are you looking for now?
Kamin: A place far enough away to get away from your constant nagging, woman!

Riker: Looks like Deanna can barely walk this morning...

Smart-aleck guest: Play 'Love Will Keep Us Together'!

Picard: Will, when a package arrives for me through intergalactic mail in a plain brown box with a nondescript return address, I really wish you wouldn't open it.

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Riker: "I think Worf is still holding a grudge against me for winning Deanna away from him. He gave her this for her birthday. It's a personal vibrator!"

 

[Mojochi]

Eline: Yup, I can see it too, the Constellation Scrutum... I'd prefer a consolation scrotum

Riker: Wait... Did you just blow up Lwaxana's ship?

Kamin even wore his special pee-coat to the ceremony

Picard: There's no toilet in here

Riker: Well, take this one to Risa next time. The women will leave you alone, & maybe you'll get attention from someone more to your liking... or so I hear.

 

[Nerys Myk]

CRUSHER: You getting on or not?

PICARD: After what happened to Dr. Pulaski, I like to double check before entering.

 

[Mistral]

Eline: "You swore you'd overcome your sextant addiction!"

 

[phenyx2]

 

[Captain Crow]

[Kamin playing "Yakety Sax"]

Eline: You remembered our song.

 

[T'Girl]

Riker: "I think Worf is still holding a grudge against me for winning Deanna away from him. He gave her this for her birthday. It's a personal vibrator."

Picard: "So all the rumors that I've heard through the years concerning the unusual size and shape of the Betazed vagina are true."