Discussion in 'Star Trek: The Next Generation' started by LeadHead, Sep 9, 2013.
Riker: "She do this often?"
Riker: "Well then I'm Up for the challenge."
Troi: Captain, I'm sensing overwhelming desire from all directions, and insane jealousy coming from the security station.
Yar: Captain, I can sense the future. I see a fat woman crying into her chocolate because she has no ring!
``Captain ... I hesitate to say this in front of the entire bridge crew but ... you forgot your Muppet.''
``Wait a minute,'' thought Worf, ``I'm the one beaming in. Oh dear Lord Frith in a pond, this is going to be one of those episodes.''
Riker failed to make friends with his Invisible Trombone.
``You're thinking of growing a beard? Have you gone mad, Counsellor?''
``Stipulating that this is the religious structure you propose, Mister Remmick, and that one may identify on it important architectural features including a steeple and door, and that the latter is something which one might open ... would it nevertheless not still hold an absurdly small congregation?''
Picard: Number One, how long has this camera been here?
Riker, thinking: Great, the captain's lost it again.
Riker: Holy crap, there is a camera!
Troi: It's nice to be able to see you, Will, without having to look around the glaring reflection off the captain's chromedome.
Troi: It was the chair.
Worf: Is someone burning a Klingon boot full of wet targ hair?
Picard: What happened to Ensign Ho?
Riker: Ro, sir. She transferred after our last Christmas Party.
Picard: Oh yes. Mistletoe, bloodwine and....
Riker: Holographic hearings, sir.
Picard:Yes. Well, carry on Bif.
Riker: Yes sir.
Kargan: Targ couture is the in thing now. That one's the Miley Cyrus crop top.
Kargan: We have a matching set.
Picard, whispering: Data just used a contraction. I swear I just heard him use a contraction!
Riker: You expect me to use that?!
Captain: It is a KLINGON toilet. A KLINGON would have no qualms!
Riker: There are moving tentacles in there.
Captain: We KLINGONs know the caress of the ba'THOK! is useful for eliciting bowel movements!
Riker:....no. At this point I'm pretty sure you're just screwing with me. Worms for dinner, sure. Worms up the - no. No ,not even KLINGONS are that crazy.
And thus Riker earned the respect of the crew, and avoided an intestinal parasite.
Data: These photos are tagged as me,but I assure you, they are not. They must be of my twin brother, Lore. His morality is problematic.
Remmick: Problematic? That certainly describes my WIFE's morals.
Data: So I see from this picture.
Worf had no idea the ambassador's parting gift would be a bevy of tribbles.
Remmick: "Just answer the question, Commander. Did you write this or not?"
Data: "I am honestly not sure if this is mine or not. I have noticed that many elements of my original stories have been stolen by many other writers of Crusher/Troi slash fanfic."
"Mr. Remmick, I must end this staring contest immediately, because since I am an android I am assured of victory."
New Contest is up!
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