TNG Caption This #152 - "Breaking the Styrofoam Fourth Wall"

[cooleddie74]

WORF:"Please...Doctor.

Respect a Klingon warrior's honor and wishes.

I do NOT want to do the Cary Grant impression again."

DATA:"Did...did we...


Last night?


We must not tell the protein resequencer of this. It is the jealous type."

 

[cooleddie74]

"My apologies, Doctor.

I should have known that Earth women could not take the kilos-per-cubic-inch pressure of the Klingon Wheelbarrow."

 

[Daneel]

Thanks for the multi-pic win! I shall treasure it always.

After easily defeating Commander Riker in the staring contest last week, Data finally met his match in the latest opponent.

 

[cooleddie74]

"Nestea.

My greatest adversary.

We meet AGAIN."

 

[Hedbergian]

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Mr. Worf and Dr. Crusher like each other, but they are unsure how to proceed. Luckily they have waited for this narrator to explain their inevitable sexual coupling to them, as to avoid any unnecessary confusion.

Data: The water must reach 100 degrees centigrade to achieve the desired result.
B4: Water go hot hot?
Lore: F#$* everyone!

 

[cooleddie74]

"Sorry, Worf.

I didn't know a dry handjob was considered a dishonorable act in Klingon culture."

TEAPOT:"Who the hell YOU lookin' at, Bobby Goldsboro?"

 

[Daneel]

DATA: "Fascinating."

SPOCK (offscreen): "Your technique is improving, Mr. Data. Indeed, your eyebrow-arching is almost at the Vulcan Master-level. I am still of the opinion, however, that you should find your own niche as a character. I know some people have referred to you as 'the Spock of the new generation', but that does not mean you must duplicate my performance exactly."

 

[Ryan Thomas Riddle]

Crusher: Well... it is a little green.
Worf: DOCTOR, PLEASE!
Crusher: Not to worry, I'll prescribe an antibiotic. Oh, and no more dipping your mini batl'eth into Counselor Troi.

 

[Nerys Myk]

If the jackass in front of him didn't stop making jokes during the movie, Data was going to call an usher.

 

[Nerys Myk]

CRUSHER: So...umm...

WORF (sighs): Yes, it is ribbed for her pleasure.

 

[T'Boggan]

Worf " It is not my 'Man-gina' Dr Crusher, I dropped some Gagh on my uniform pants"

Data; "Sir...that object looks suspiciously like a bong, I suspect serious plot deviations may occur!"

 

[surrealistic]

new here to the site after surfing it forever...

Beverly: Your audition for Enterprise Idol is "Funkytown" in Klingon??? Worf, I don't know where to begin...

 

[Kirby]

Whoot! Thanks for the win Cultcross

Following the death of Dr. Soong, Data was required to care for his lazy cousin Steve.

 

[Shatmandu]

Data: "I will ask Geordi how traces of his DNA were left inside this item."

 

[Sephiroth]

data: did that bong just talk? o.O

 

[cooleddie74]

WORF:"Are we done, Doctor?

Even a Klingon in prime physical shape can stand in one spot and stare at a wall for SO long."

"I saw that.

Cheeky pot.


For that, I'm going to urinate hydraulic fluids into you tonight."

 

[Nerys Myk]

Data attempts to disprove the axiom "A watched pot never boils"

 

[NathanielM]

Beverly: <pouting> Damn it WORF.. why can't I fondle that bulge in your pants... I just wanted to feel how big and throbbing it is...

WORF: Klingons do not give freebees Doctor!

DATA: <thinking> Letsee the left testical is here, and... my right one should be right... Uh.....

 

[Alrik]

WORF:"I do NOT see the point in naked jumping jacks."

Crusher: "Don't blame me Worf. The examination has been a tradition on ships named Enterprise ever since the first."

Data: "I am a little teapot short and shout..."

Teapot: "Alright. That's enough. Someone get me HR."

 

[Alrik]

Data: "Why yes Geordi, this custom bowling ball handle is quite, should we say, unique. However, I hope you will not be offended if I decide to continue using my own tote bag."