Discussion in 'Star Trek: The Next Generation' started by LeadHead, Nov 1, 2015.
(Different picture ,same caption, as funny)
Data: ♪♪Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal.... ♫
All: CHECK PLEASE!
Picard: Something wrong, Worf? Why don't you go see the doctor?
Worf: See the doctor?? I just came from there!
Gates: Geez, ask for some backlit haloing, an insouciant breeze and vacant-eyed Kirk-babe soft focus and they throw you into a wind tunnel and melt your face with a fluorescent spotlight! Sorry I made an acting suggestion, what an asshole I am!
Grip1: My money's on the way she says "in-soo-see-aunt".
Grip2: I'd bet Muldaur had something to do with it.
Leijten: <hearing footsteps>: Oh what fresh hell is this....
LaForge: Hey Susanna you know how happy you get when you're on an alien planet and you finally find some trees with the right kind of leaves for doing your business...?
Data: Ixnay, ixnay....
Riker: - and that's why I think Worf's moobs are a better fit for security officer. This is the Enterprise. We set a different standard.
"Hello, I'm Susanna Leighton, and welcome to Fun With Flags. Today we'll be look at ..."
BRENT SPINER (whispering): "Pssst Denise, how about we make a bet ... the over/under on Frakes striking this pose in the life of the series is 72 and 1/2"
DENISE CROSBY: "What do I care, I'm already gone ... but I'll take the over"
Troi: Dibs on sexy nurse.
Crusher: Spanx, don't fail me now!
Leighton: Blair Witch what??
Riker: ...and that. Commander Data, is why I go commando. No exceptions.
Tasha: Ugh, someone kill me now.
Tasha: Oh dear. He's got that Riker-in-the-headlights look again.
Riker: I'm getting too old for this shit. First temporal anomaly I see, I'm gonna go back in time and play the thousands of winning lottery numbers I memorized, set myself up in a big skull castle and fake my own death. Then I'll be a silent investor and invent a ton of crap through dummy corporations while my investment lawyers do all the bloody work and I'll sit back in my big skull castle and watch satellite TV all day while servants wipe my nose, scratch my butt and bring me margaritas.
Yar: Holy Code of Honor, that's brilliant.
IT'S EVERYBODY'S FAVORITE GAME...
Identify the opposable Lt. Tasha Yar Playmates action figure!
Director of photography: We should need to reshoot with different lighting. You can make out a borderline Gate's camel toe.
Perves: Cat, I can't believe you saw before us. You're twisted.
Catarina: Maybe. I was far reaching to find something captionable with this one. *shrugs*
Gates finally realizes her services won't be required for season two.
Data: Sir, I have been touching the wood for three hours now and I have still not been promoted to first officer.
Worf: Could we get either a chair or a higher rail?
Riker: Sorry Worf, accounts are literally holding my arm back from authorising it.
Geordi: OS I like watching this log back because it reminds me of the day I was first given suitcase carrying responsibility.
Riker: OS You know I was already a first officer by now even though we graduated together?
Riker: And why did you stop carrying suitcases?
Geordi: Demoted after I left it behind one day and the Captain was pissed I's lost their sandwich.
Riker: Right, I'm totally going to go hit on that woman in a non-rapey way. Just keep Troi away from her in case she hears any thoughts that could be used in court.
When I bit into a York peppermint patty, I get the sensation of cool, crisp space vaccuum as the air gets sucked out of my bodyyyyyy!
TIMEOUT! I learned this little trick during my years at Bayside High. Geordi doesn't know this, but I put a whoopie-cushion under his seat in the shuttle.
Data: Sir, I believe you are in error. Striking that pose does not mean you "have a little Captain in you"
Data: Come onnnnnnnn seven!
Crusher: I left an invasive proctology exam for this?
DATA: And as you can see, "What happens on Risa, stays on Risa" is not an accurate statement.
PICARD: Fine, where would you like the credits transferred?
Riker: What, you have to go again??
Picard: I shall have to speak to Guinan about switching to Synthprune™, which has none of the deleterious effects and can be dismissed at will.
Data: Displayed are the security logs from the Bridge last night.
Riker: ...whoa, we must have smoked some good shi- I mean, what happened? Were we exposed to some sort of psychoactive drug?
Data: Yes. A prank, evidently, the drug being passed through the environmental systems to affect the entire ship.
Worf: Yar's auto-correct changes every third word to 'rape gang', captain!
Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's Maybelline.
Data: If you will look this way, I will demonstrate my discovery of what these buttons on the table do.
Data: Commander, I felt it was important to reveal what the Captain has done to your trombone.
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