TNG Caption This! #437: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
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Riker: You're right sir. These uniforms do hide our.. er, do make us appear as if we are not anatomically correct.
Data thinks: She is going to say something about my hairline. I know she is.
Deanna: If broccoli is one of you're favourite foods, I don't see what the problem is.
Picard: So did you want the blonde or the brunette?
Picard: So did they work our an agreement with you?
Worf: (sighs) Indeed.
Picard: Well then, why aren't you happy?
Worf: I hate wearing leather chaps. They chaff in the worst places when you don't wear anything under them.
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"I don't understand the problem. You said you wanted to discuss your sexual frustrations, so I figured what would be more appropriate than a counselor in a low-cut catsuit sitting in front of a bush and next to Risian cock on a pedestal."
Barclay: "Are those boots leather?
Troi: "Yes, and really tight against my soft skin."
Barclay: "OMG!"
PICARD: Have you met young Picard? He's basically you on steroids. He has all your moves and makes them work.
RIKER: Data crashed again?
TROI: I already tried ctrl-alt-DEL.
PICARD: Just reboot him and let's get it over with.
TROI: No really, I'm flattered by your holodeck recreation of me. It's just a matter of not doing it during duty hours.
BARCALAY: Is there any other counselor on this ship?
TASHA: All I want is one of those standing desk thingies.
PICARD: Aesthetics before comfort Tash.
PICARD: Wow. Nice...
WORF: Yup. I hit that.
Stewart, Sirtis and Frakes: *sniff*
Spiner: Second officer's log: Geordi's gas problem has inspired a new social project. I have given myself a flatulence problem to help me observe people's observations. I have hypothesized that Worf would snap in about...
That running gag thing was fun last week, bless you all and the lead of heads!
Riker: So what does an operations officer actually do? I mean, we treat Data as basically the science guy, we never see him doing any... operational stuf.
Picard: Look, I was told I had to have the walking dildo aboard, I'll be damned if I give him an actual important position.
Data: I would be upset if not for the fact this is the most comfortable seat on the bridge.
Director: Cut! Spiner, we're going to have to move you, you're covering up what we pay Marina to bring to the show.
Troi: No, it's not your fault he wouldn't get on that plane.
Stewart: So you don't want my autograph, despite being the lead of the show and a shining light of the RSC. You want the autograph of the two time New Adventures of Superman guest star? And you want her to sign her Playboy spread?
Picard:Trust me Mr. Worf, you made the right decision, a true Star Fleet officer is married to their ship.
Worf: ...
Riker: So what does an operations officer actually do? I mean, we treat Data as basically the science guy, we never see him doing any... operational stuf.
Picard: Look, I was told I had to have the walking dildo aboard, I'll be damned if I give him an actual important position.
Data: I would be upset if not for the fact this is the most comfortable seat on the bridge.
Director: Cut! Spiner, we're going to have to move you, you're covering up what we pay Marina to bring to the show.
Troi: No, it's not your fault he wouldn't get on that plane.
Stewart: So you don't want my autograph, despite being the lead of the show and a shining light of the RSC. You want the autograph of the two time New Adventures of Superman guest star? And you want her to sign her Playboy spread?
Picard:Trust me Mr. Worf, you made the right decision, a true Star Fleet officer is married to their ship.
Worf: ...
Picard: So they still said no to a three-way, or four, whatever, even after you told them you end up sleeping with each of them separately, and later you marry an alien dude?
Worf: It's not a dude!
Picard: You mean, later, when you get married.
Worf: OF COURSE!
Picard: But he's a dude now, though...?
Worf: !@#$%
Riker loses yet another staring contest challenge, thus again failing to advance in rank according to Starfleet rules.
Picard: No, wait. Let's not put up our shields yet. We don't want to appear threatening to the Murderdeathkillians.
Thanks for the win!
Picard: Hold on, lieutenant, I can't hear over the advert.
Yar, scoffing: It's an anti-smoking PSA. Like TAR ever killed anyone
Picard: Hold on, lieutenant, I can't hear over the advert.
Yar, scoffing: It's an anti-smoking PSA. Like TAR ever killed anyone
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