TNG Caption This! 315: Don't look at me like that!

[inflatabledalek]

Or...:

Even the people who had been campaigning hard for the 12th Doctor to be anything other than a white British guy were mildly perplexed by the casting of a Klingon.

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Worf: Bah! These dance moves are without honor.

Geordi: Worf, Dr. Crusher hired us for the ship's musical and we are going to like it! Now let's rehearse again. It's just a jump to the left, and then a step to the right....

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Dorn: "Dammit! I hate running scenes! It's almost impossible to keep this sash in place!"
Burton: "Argh! This bouncing VISOR is cutting my nose!"

 

[Santa Kang]

In the Klingon Empire proctology was a formal affair.

GEORDI: Why are we running?

WORF: That Doctor fellow said to.

 

[Finngle Bells]

Roddenberry: (OS) Guys, don't forget this scene is supposed to be on deck 11. That means two miles of running in a circle...

Burton: *mutters* I gotta spend less time reading to those kids and starting working out

 

[Gary7]

It hadn't been a particularly good day for Picard or Riker, and... it was just about to get worse.

 

[Triskelion]

Geordi: Commander! I'm taking a shuttle to Risa and I need your horga'hn!
Riker: Well Deanna has a right to shore leave, too.

 

[Gepard]

 

[Gary7]

^ LOL! I never heard of "Strax" before, as I'm a "lapsed" Dr. Who fan (haven't seen the latest incarnation of the doctor). Whoever he is, certainly matches up with Worf with uncanny similarity.

Btw, nice shot of the cargo turbolift.

 

[Gary7]

Geordi (OS): "Ah, I kneeeeeeeeeew it!!"

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Worf: And I will call him...Mini-Worf.

Strax (thinking): I hate this guy.

 

[Finngle Bells]

Data: (OS) I believe this is a Physic Orb. They are capable of scanning your mind and start imitating the most annoying voice you know, Captain

The orb: *starts warbling*

Data: I believe that sounds like Wesley Crusher, Captain

 

[Triskelion]

Captain's log, supplemental: The ship's automated dandruff retrieval system has gained sentience! It is trying to communicate on a Pantene interferometric frequency! The follicles! The follicles!

 

[Finngle Bells]

Lady in Red:*whispers* Riker looks shorter than I thought

Lady in Grey: *whisper* Yeah. Too bad he didn't survive the D's first year out.

Lady in Red: Indeed. I'm ready to talk with the Captain. Computer...End program...

 

[Gary7]

Picard: "Riker, what the hell is that?"
Riker: "Captain, it's the JJ-Abrams Death Star."
Picard: "No... oh, no he didn't. He couldn't! That's not a Death Star, it's bloody fairy bubble. Noooooooooo!"

 

[Santa Kang]

Picard suddenly flashbacked to fourth grade and dodgeball.

 

[Gil T.Azell]

LaForge: "Last one to the ready room has to listen to Justin Bieber 24/7 for two weeks..Puff, Puff..'".
Worf: "Filthy pahtak"

Worf: "Try and make me listen to Justin Bieber 24/7..I think not..Mr Laforge" [Exits Turbo lift stepping over Geordi's body.]

 

[Santa Kang]

GEORDI: Do you think we'll become a meme, like Running Spock?

 

[Gary7]

GEORDI: Do you think we'll become a meme, like Running Spock?

Worf: "If that happens, it'll be a good day to die!"

 

[Amaris]

Woohoo! Thanks for the win, LeadHead! I forgot how much fun these were!

"Is Will Riker gonna have to choke a bitch?"

"...The Ambiguously Gay Duo..."

"Static cling-ons are without honor."

"Merde! It's recess at Sir Folderoy's Private School For Churlish Boys all over again! No, please no, giant Masher! Please don't take my Aggie!"

Geordi: "...and Commander, she has three boobs!"
Riker: "Really? Just three?"