Discussion in 'Star Trek: The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
Troi noticed Worf's nostrils flaring with rage
as Crusher looked at Wes and said,
"This won't hurt one bit."
Then the good doctor pulled out a
pill which cured Wes's injuries.
"Set course for Wal-Mart headquarters, Mr. Data."
"Aye, sir." Enterprise sped away at Warp 9.
"The Waltons have no honour!" snarled Worf
"That's Wal-Mart, Worf," Picard corrected the Klingon.
"I'll violently feud with whomever I want"
whined the Klingon. "Oh get a sense
of humour, you wannabe-Wookie," Riker replied. At
that Worf roared in righteous fury and
threatened to rip Riker's arms out of
time and space. Picard knocked Worf out
with a whiffle ball bat he kept
under his chair for Klingon-related emergencies.
"Riker, take over for Worf," Picard ordered.
Riker immediately started to growl and glare
at everyone around him. "Not that way,
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