Discussion in 'Star Trek: The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
a Merry Mascot - I am
the LAWWW!" He summoned his flying motorcycle,
sans helmet - Klingons don't need no stinkin'
helmets or badges - mounted the macho machine
and roared down the corridors, scattering personnel
like frightened sheep.
"Captain, what should we
do?" bleated Riker.
"DO!" roared Picard. "Beat
it you lily livered yellow bellied son
of a Gorn or shoot him!"
fan his fingers through is hair and
was shocked to find a Tribble entangled
in his toupee. For a moment he
he considered stuffing it down LaForge's shirt
before he could; a Romulan Warbird decloaked
and fired a stream of whipped cream.
"Captain," said Troi, "I sense...release...elation..."
"Probably from the Romulans," Picard said suspiciously.
"Fire Torepedoes; full spread!"
shouted, wanting to show off as well.
Without any further thought, Riker
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