Discussion in 'Star Trek: The Next Generation' started by CaptainStoner, Aug 20, 2009.
"Exterminate! Exterminate!!" echoed some Daleks.
...they're just talking trash cans with plungers
; I had them installed to encourage recycling
but it backfired because all the crew
hated their shrill voices.
"They have no
style...if I were them, I'd have
pimped out that armored shell," said LaForge.
"They'd be more interesting and attractive if
they wore pink ribbons," suggested Beverly Crusher
as she licked her fingertips seductively. Picard
was getting annoyed.
"KILL BRAGA. NOW!"
sir," Worf replied as he marched off.
"Now for some tea. Earl grey. Hot.
" But the replicator malfunctioned and produced a
ham sandwich with bergmont dressing and a
dill pickle instead. Picard grumbled but decided
that dill pickles were acceptable. "Ensign, engage
at Warp Seven...notify me when we
locate a spatial anomaly or French pastries.
I'll be in my Ready Room noshing
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