Seven Words in TNG

Reg Barclay from his new post down

 

in the bargain basement where

 

he was effectively barred from the holodeck.

 

Which of course did not make life

 

a happy bowl of gak. Reg hated

 

having to ogle the real Troi. He

 

played with the Troi dolls he sold

 

to randy young ensigns, being paid in

 

Risian lottery tickets and gold-pressed latinum coins.

 

Depressed, Reg cut himself while singing falsetto,

 

fancying he could sing like Roy Orbison,

 

who he had never actually heard. It

 

ticked off Enterprise's Travelling Wilburys cover band

 

so they wrapped him up with banjo-wire

 

and forced the lieutenant to listen to

 

Khalil and the Camels Greatest Hits album.

 

"Better than Celine Dion", muttered Reg as

 

he rushed into the room holding a

 

pair of wire clippers. Quickly freeing himself

 

from the banjo then inserted it here.