TNG Caption This #197: The Writing on the Wall
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Customer (off screen): One for the Gamma Quadrant please.
Data: That'll be three space dollars please.
Riker: Sir, I thi...
Picard: Unless you've got my hot Earl Grey tea fuck off!
Data: What does Ziggy say I have to do to leap out of here Al?
Picard, stoned: Duuuuuudee, my hand is huge.
Picard: "Riker's right behind me isn't he?"
Data: "Yes Captain, why do you ask?"
Picard: "I figure I'd get it out of the way before I start insulting him."
Data: "The password for the main computer? It is... '1GFD45STHUT6283$$$NSGSTT^^SNNSTTTGSJSHSHYAPOOYS****SHS...
two hours later
...HSTY773565NNSNSYNNPAJJSUU???///SHSYHAPO...'"
Ensign: "Um sir, the battery on the padd just ran out."
Worf: "These are the infiltration plans for CirquedeSoleil world. Memorise them, then erase them."
Crusher: "Just because I run a theatre group on the ship."
Worf: "Mimes are not honourable."
Troi: "I don't get it, how exactly do you walk like a stripper queen?"
Picard: "Alert security. I've cornered the infamous Shadow!"
Picard: "Your assessment of the situation, Number One?"
Riker: "I love you. I always have, and I always will."
Picard: "The tactical situation!"
Morning cawfee spew!!!!!
Picard: "And this is how you get a starship to go to warp, Numbah One."
Riker: "Really? I thought that's how a hand-job is done."
DAMMIT! You beat me to it!
Picard: This is my Number One. He does a Number Two Job.
Riker: That joke has never come anywhere close to funny, sir.
Troi: Mock my suit, will they? I'll...show them! I can wear anything I want!
...I sense embarassment and terrible pain.
Picard: Door open!
*smack*
...damned computers. It would never be like this if we had a door kno - oh, merde. I 'm starting to sound like my father.
Worf: Your request for more functional spy gear is denied. Black jumpsuits are essential to the spy, just as black leather is essential to the role of evil spymaster.
Sloan, OS: I resemble that remark, Mister Worf.
Worf: I hold in my hand the mission orders. They have been kept in a mayonnaise jar on Funk & Wagnall's porch since noon today.
Worf: See! For some of us, there is life after TNG!
Hahahaha!!! I see you decided to have a go at photoshopping. This is WAY better than mine.
Thanks. But don't feel bad, I've had more practise with the program and with photo editing.
WORF: You know, you could just send your love notes directly to Captain's station rather than passing it to him on a PADD.
Picard (os): I order you both to shut up at once. Last time someone brought that up there was nearly a flame war!
