TNG Caption This #190: Photon Tomatoes

[Isis]

Riker: "On second thought, with a clutz like him on our away team, a place with a 'you broke it, you bought it' policy might have been a better idea."

Data realized the force wasn't with him that day.

Picard: "I know you meant well, Worf, but I would have been just as happy with the television on, watching the ball drop in Times Square."

Data: "Oh, f***--It seems that I should have made a left turn at Albuquerque."

 

[Jonas Grumby]

*Wounded crewman falls to sitting position, grasps his chest and begins rocking slowly back and forth*
Wounded Crewman: "Ahhhh..........ahhhh..........ahhhh..........ahhhh.........ahhhh...........ahhhh....."
Riker: "Look, it wasn't funny when 'Family Guy' did it, and it's not funny now."

 

[LeadHead]

Ensign Johnson: So this morning I bought the engagement ring, after getting word I'm going to get that job on the civilian transpor- GAK!

Ishara: That's for feeling me up in sickbay!

Data: I was assisting on your operation! The implant was at the center of your chest!

Worf: We are under attack!

Riker: I thought it was Trois job to state the obvious.

Crusher: Okay, there's only enough power in this phaser to take out one of you. Tall guy, you're evens, short guy, you're odds.

Worf: Yes Commander, we can Fly Circles around the ship, that doesn't mean we should waste all day doing it.

 

[tharpdevenport]

Yellow Shirt: "Sir! The JJ Abriamians are attac--"

 

[Mistral]

They were so used to losing Security personnel that Riker didn't even look up when Ensign Lynch bought it.

 

[Alrik]

Sweet! A Win! Thanks LH!

Riker: "Just look at it. The artifact is in pieces. The Captain will be furious. I would'nt want to be in your shoes Ensign."

*PEW*

Riker: "TAKE COVER, AMBUSH!"

Ensign Yellowshirt: "Not.....my......day."

Ishara: "Data, which one's the safety?"

Data: "It is the button on the left."

*PEW*

Data: "Your other left."

Worf: "AAAAAAACHOOOOOOO!!!"

Picard: "For the last time, Mr Worf, report to sickbay. The bridge won't take another of those."

Crusher: "You grandmother's recipe for her warm milk toddy, or your both dust."

Worf: "Yes Commander, agreed, it will be a long trip. However, I have no desire to sing 99 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall."

 

[tharpdevenport]

Worf: "Oh great Intersteller Magic 8 Ball, will we survive this encounter with the borg?"
Shakes it and then continues to navigate
Worf: "What does it say?"
Data: "Out Look Not S ..... you probably do not want to know..."

 

[LeadHead]

Worf: Aw, geez. Couldn't we have just done your Christmas shopping online?

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Data: It is approximately 19 parsecs to New Chicago. We have a full storage of dilithium, one half package of emergency rations, there is no light in the vacuum of space, and we are equipped with transporters.

Worf: Hit it.

 

[Nerys Myk]

WORF: OK, then listen; let's not get caught.

DATA: What're you talkin' about?

WORF: Let's keep goin'!

DATA: What d'you mean?

WORF: ...Go.

DATA: You sure?

WORF: Yeah.

 

[surrealistic]

since i haven't posted enough, can't include the image yet, but here goes.

Beverly: Now I did a job. I ain't got nothin' but trouble since I did it, not to mention more than a few unkind words as regard to my character. So let me make this abundantly clear... I do the job and then I get paid.


etcetera, whatever...

 

[LeadHead]

since i haven't posted enough, can't include the image yet, but here goes.

Lemme help ya out on this one.

Beverly: Now I did a job. I ain't got nothin' but trouble since I did it, not to mention more than a few unkind words as regard to my character. So let me make this abundantly clear... I do the job and then I get paid.

 

[surrealistic]

Much Obliged 5LR. i'll get there eventually... cheers.

 

[The Laughing Vulcan]

Data: "There is another shuttle in our path, I'm adjusting course."

Worf: "Certainly not! We have the right of way, it would be dishonorable to deviate. Stay on course."

Kirk: "I'm willing to bet that they'll flinch first."
Spock: "I fail to see the logic..."
Kirk: "Trust me on this. It's an Earth game called chicken. I played it all the time in my Uncle's car. They will flinch first."

 

[Isis]

Crusher: "Don't you know singles dance etiquette, missy? I saw this hunk o' burning love first. He's mine."

 

[Gary7]

Data: "There is another shuttle in our path, I'm adjusting course."

Worf: "Certainly not! We have the right of way, it would be dishonorable to deviate. Stay on course."

Kirk: "I'm willing to bet that they'll flinch first."
Spock: "I fail to see the logic..."
Kirk: "Trust me on this. It's an Earth game called chicken. I played it all the time in my Uncle's car. They will flinch first."

Terrific timing, Laughing Vulcan.

 

[Nerys Myk]

CRUSHER: Wolf Man and Nosferatu? Westmore's really phoning it in, isn't he?

 

[LeadHead]

Crusher: Say hello to my little friend...

Troi: Hey! I'm not little!

Crusher: *Sigh*

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Crusher: Don't ask, don't tell.

 

[alte]

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