TNG Caption This #234: Guest Judge: Skywaker! AKA Lord Vader!

[Unimatrix Zero]

"Geordie - hold that thought, I need to shift some gas..."

 

[Gary7]

Worf: "He was at it for hours and then just seized up."
Riker (OS): "What was he doing?"
Worf: "Twister. By himself."

Barclay: "There! Don't you hear it?"
Geordi: "What? I don't get it, Reg."
Barclay: "When you rub a moistened finger over your combadge, it creates this high pitched resonating tone!"

Picard: "No... this is all wrong. The Deathstar was never clear--it was solid metal!"

Geordi: "There's something inscribed on this fragment."
Miles: "What does it say?"
Geordi: "Kirk Was Here."

 

[Gary7]

Geordi: "According to these instructions, it's called an iPod and it plays music."
Miles: "It must be broken then. I pushed play and I don't hear anything."

 

[Nerys Myk]

TROI: I see the Captain's Orgasmotron arrived.

 

[Mojochi]

Picard: *sigh* I like my old aquarium better

Worf: Fully functional, my ass

Data: Why didn't you say so?

Geordi: Worst nachos ever

Frakes: I should have become a director sooner.... Highlight... delete

Barclay: I have another brilliant idea! Massaging combadges... of course I'll need one for the other side too...

 

[Gary7]

Riker (OS): "Worf, what the... it looks like you're carrying Data slung over your shoulder. But he's sitting right over there at the Ops console!"
Worf: "I wanted my own personal Data, so I had the computer replicate him. It was that easy."

 

[Alrik]

Troi: "What is that, inside the sphere?"

Picard: "It is...um... it's green."

Troi (os): "How was your 'boy's night out'?"

Worf: "Good...at first. For an android, he sure is a light weight."

Miles: "What do you have there, sir?"

Geordi: "I finally scored that hot chick's number. Wait a minute, 555? Not again."

Riker: "What the hell is this?" (music starts: bow chicka wow wow) "Hmm 'File Name: JLP Porn Collection.' Captain, you kinky s.o.b."

Reg: "BrrraaaAAAP"

Geordi: "Not bad. I'd give it a 9. My turn."

 

[doubleohfive]

Picard: Many Bothans died to bring us these plans.

Worf and Data's reenactment of the Bespin chase scene in The Empire Strikes Back left much to be desired.

 

[Alrik]

Barclay: "This is the big one....I'm comin' Elizabeth."

Geordi: "That's it. No more Sanford and Son for you."

 

[Alrik]

Miles: "What have we got sir?"

Geordi: "Its what's left of the El Baz. Just brought it up from the planet."

Miles: "Counselor Troi again?"

Geordi: "Yep."

 

[Alrik]

Worf: "He appears...broken."

Riker (os): "I sure hope he's still under warranty."

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Some things never change. Still pissing people off after three centuries:
LaForge: "Reg, I need you to--"
Barclay: "Hold on a minute! I've got to take this call!"

 

[Isis]

Data had the peace of mind that if he ever had to leave Starfleet, he could have a second career as a mink stole.

La Forge: "I'm afraid I can't help you with this Barbie shuttlecraft. You would have been better off buying Molly a real one."

Riker: "No, Data, I can't tell you why your neck is stuck in that position. But if I can find a spare can of oil in Engineering, you'll be good as new in no time."

 

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