caption contest 45: space shenanigans

[Triskelion]

Well slap my wife and call her Feezal, that's another contest for the time (-release headache) capsules. We had more bill complaints and THUG references than Feezal has awkward silences over breakfast.

But first, for all you lurkers out there, a Public Service Announcement:

And now...

First Image:

Trip: "I found the problem with your computer, M'am. Your storage device needed defragmenting...

...er, you've got an awful lot of photos of me on here."

Second Image:

Hoshi (in obscure language): "Seriously? I mean, seriously, that's your best outfit? Like no way, you skank. Like, oh my god, did you rob a homeless woman?"

Feezal: "I'm sorry? I didn't catch that"

Hoshi (in Denobulan): "Oh, sorry, I said "I'm still having trouble with the transitive verbs""

Third Image:

VULCAN:"It is my own personal slash fanfic story, Captain.

Do you like it? I included your Commander Tucker as often as logically possible within the context of the story structure."

VULCAN:"Do you like it, Captain Archer?

It's my list of wants for Space Santa."

Fourth Image:

T'Pol: "Oh God, it's not here! Oh God, I left it at home! Oh God, my parents are going to find it!"

Chop 'Shop Award:

ARCHER: So, ah....you got more of these?

Congratumalations to the winners!

The Enterprise Forum is proud to present our winners with the new and improved all-purpose alien skull-crushing device and captioning award, The Zephy:

ChristopherPike

Deranged Nasat

cooleddie74

cooleddie74

Jonas Grumby

Shatmandu

Nerys Myk

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Our next contest (or three) features publicity stills taken from various episodes. The first answers Trip's question of why his uniforms are always so crusty, and the second shows Arik Soong about to go medieval on someone's ass.

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Memes don't hurt people.
Cross-series overlapping memes hurt people.

 

[John Picard]

T'Pol: *sniff* "I knew it -- Commander Tucker has been screwing Hoshi again."

 

[The Laughing Vulcan]

T'Pol: "I wonder where he was, when his diarrhea returned?"

Soong: "Shame on you, for not knowing the difference between a preganglionic fibre and a postganglionic nerve. Remind me to breed that flaw out of your genetic code."

 

[Shatmandu]

Hey, a win! Very cool!

T'Pol: "Hmm. Why would his crotch smell like Archer ..."

Soong: "No, Daddy's wig does not look like shit."

 

[Triskelion]

T'Pol: Laundry folded, dinner on the table, wearing my best catsuit - but why can't I keep my man interested?
Announcer: MAYBE IT'S YOUR TOOTHPASTE!

I swear to Feklahr - if you wish for more wishes I'm going to shove that cake so far up your exhaust port you're gonna be tasting chocolate of a different brand!

Girl in blue corpsing: This is so not worth scale.

 

[Shatmandu]

T'Pol: "Jeez. Reed needs to shake it a few more times when he goes."

Spiner: "STOP LOOKING AT YOUR MANAGER-SLASH-MOTHERS DURING MY SCENES, YOU LITTLE SHITS."

 

[Deranged Nasat]

Thanks for the win!

"Must you do that, T'Pol?"

"The scent of humans is offensive to my acute Vulcan senses, as you well know"

"And so you're blocking the scent with our used clothes?"

(pause)

"Ah".

"I knew it; you're faking this whole "scent" thing, aren't you?!"

"Consider it payback for the breadstick episode in the pilot".

"The blond girl in the centre is watching us. I think she's on to us, Brannon"

"Shit, she's seen the script for the finale, hasn't she?!"

(Girl mouths silently: "Trip Dies".)

"Oh God, don't tell, the fans'll kill us!"

 

[John Picard]

T'Pol: *sniff* "My jumpsuits DO smell like Plomeek Soup farts. Logical."

 

[Captain Crow]

T'Pol: I love the smell of fresh skid marks in the morning.

Spiner: Look you little shit! Bring up the fact that I helped wright Nemisis one more time and you ain't getting any cake!

 

[cooleddie74]

"His clothes still smell of trailer park and Funyuns..."

SOONG:"...and when Khan Noonien Singh found out the Birthday reservation at Chuck-E-Cheese was never logged, he went berserk and choked EVERYONE there...including the genetically inferior fat lady at the prize-ticket claim window!"

 

[cooleddie74]

Even in death, Trip's quarters reaked of bourbon and ass.

 

[Triskelion]

Archer: Why are you looking for your keys with your nose?
T'Pol: None of your business.

Blow out every one of these candles or you'll wind up like Timmy.
<Everyone starts crying>

 

[Mach5]

 

[Shatmandu]

T'Pol: "Man, this fuckin' cold is killing me <blows nose, hard>."

 

[Rat Boy]

The real reason why T'Pol never wore a standard uniform? Porthos kept taking a piss on them.

Soong: "I said blow out the candles, not spit on them!"

 

[John Picard]

Dr Soong: "No -- Fuck YOU."

 

[Jonas Grumby]

T'Pol: "*sniff* Dammit! This is the third night in a row I've detected Hoshi Sato's scent on Trip's uniform! That asshole! How could he do this to me! *sniff* I guess I can understand the attraction, though. She does smell very nice. *sniff* Very...enticing and...erotic, in fact. *sniff* I wonder if she's free for lunch tomorrow..."

Spiner: "Hey! The only reason you got this part is because your mother screwed the producer! So lose the attitude, okay?!"

 

[Captain Crow]

Girl with Brown Hair: I wanted to have He-Man at my birthday party or even one of those guys from Ghostbusters, not the guy who played Spock in clown paint from Star Trek: The Next Generation.

Spiner: Fuck you, you snotty little bitch!

[Spiner then rams her face into the cake]

 

[Gil T.Azell]

T'Pol: "I see no appeal to this sniffing of Panties"

Soong: "And you, you little shit stay away from fathers porn collection"

 

[Alrik]

T'Pol: "I just love an Aqua Velva man."

Soong: "Pull daddy's finger Persis, and he'll show you how he blows out the candles."