And I said "Stop! Wesley. You must be at least this tall to go commando in the sauna".
And that's when he exposed himself to you?
Yes sir. He called it a..."helicopter".
Would you like to file a complaint?
Yes sir. I mean, we all expect kids to be whiny, but this is just aggressively annoying.
If it wasn't for Starfleet protocols I would have fixed his little red wagon years ago; but then, Riker would have spaced him and Worf, eaten him. I don't know what Geordi would have done...
Geordi would have transported his pituitary gland out of him and left him in floundering in a pre-pubescent hell. I know because he told me.
Well, that's more devious than I would have given Geordi credit for. Yes.
Yes.
Well. Where were we?
The complaint, sir.
Ah yes. Picard to Worf.
Yes captain.
Do you still have any pain sticks?
Yes sir. Why?
Wesley.
Yes sir. I will attend you as
Cha'Dich.
Well, Mr Data. Satisfied?
Yes sir. But I admit I had hoped for something...
Yes?
I could put on Youtube with keyboard cat.
Very well. Bring your camcorder. I left mine at Bev - at Risa.
Yes sir. The crew has seen your homemade porno collection. It's filed on the ship BBS under "alternative lifestyles".
<Picard adusts collar>