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Contest: ENTER TNG Caption This! #468: ...

LeadHead

Director of Comedy
Premium Member
Hello everyone, both this week and last week, an event has taken place to make me seriously consider not doing a new contest. Last week, the Orlando massacre and just in the last 36 hours, the shocking loss of Anton Yelchin.

It means a lot to me that this contest go forward every week, it also means a lot to me to make sure that it always be in good taste when we encounter such a time of sadness. Comedy is so many things to so many people, it can so easily be taken the wrong way. I very much hope to avoid that.

So first, Who are the winners?

You are.

For this week, we've lost enough. Looking through the captions of the last contest, I was made able to smile and to laugh, despite the sadness that overwhelms this day and this week. I feel that the best way I can say thank you to everyone for those smiles and laughs, is to declare every participant a winner!

Also, rather than show some Honorable Mentions from the last contest, I would like to give something back to the community here that I have always been proud to be a part of. I'd like to try to make you smile or laugh on this difficult day. I went back through my own contributions to the contests of the TrekBBS, going back years to find some of my favorite entries that I have made.

I hope you enjoy them.

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Picard: So, at the end of the date, I tried to kiss her, and she called for an emergency beam-out.



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Kirk: KIRK SMASH!!!!



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Janeway: It's my turn to use the transporter!

Kes: But you cut in line!

Janeway: Captains get to cut!

Kes: No they don't!

Janeway: Yes they do!

Kes: No they don't!

Red Alert Alarms go off.

Janeway: Great, recess is over.


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Captain's Starlog Supplemental. The Klingon's intelligence hit a new low today when a Klingon Officer hijacked a shuttlepod and tried to outrun Enterprise. Slow and steady won a trip to the brig.


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Picard: I don't mean to be rude, but this is MY spot.


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In the not too distant future, 2152 AD, there was a guy named Jon, not too different from you or me. He worked at Starfleet institute, just another face in blue jumpsuit. He did a good job cleaning up the place, but the Vulcans didn't like him shot they shot him into space. We'll send him cheesy movies The worst we can find.

La la la.

He'll have to sit and watch them all while we monitor his mind.

La la la.

Now keep in mind Jon can't control when the movies begin or end, because he used those special parts to make his robot friends...

Robot Roll Call

Charlesbot

Hoshi

T'Pol Servo

Phloooooooox!

If you're wondering how he eats and breathes and other Science facts...

La la la.

Then repeat to yourself it's just a show, I should really just relax, for Star Trek Enterprise 3000.


Thank you all for your entries and participation in this and every contest.

And now, let's begin a new contest and share more laughs.

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Vash: I wish I could go to the Gamma Quadrant.

Q: Hmmmmm....

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Data: The style is intriguing, but I would rather not wear another jumpsuit. Fine me some jeans and a polo shirt and I'll change out of the uniform.

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Picard: Doctor Crusher, you're trying to seduce me.

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Data: Bed bugs are in here too.

Worf: Next time, I make the hotel reservations.

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Tam: And another thing, someone at the table was sexting during the meeting, not gonna tell you who!
 
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Fajo: "So it's this grey undershirt with black trousers, sold in jumpsuit or separates style. You put the combadge right on your chest, here. Optional jacket; $200 extra..."
Data: "I have no interest in your "Deep Nine Station scam. You are a lousy excuse for a tailor and your colors are awful. Good day, sir!"

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Data: "Fascinating. This one here is called 'Ladies;' and over there is 'Gents'."
Riker: "Data, those are...those are bathrooms."
Worf: "Bathing is a cowardly act and without honor!!!"
Riker (muttering under his breath): "That explains it..."
 
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Two hours late for his date, Riker sends an advance scout to assess whether he should bother showing up at all.
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Fajo: "Trust me, it's YOU."
Data: "Odd. It does not resemble me in the slightest."
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Hoping to pick up a little extra pocket change, Jean-Luc got a summer job at a shoe store.
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Data: "My tricorder indicates the presence of a Zonk behind the door on the left. The one on the right contains several pieces of lawn furniture and a barbecue."
Riker: "Thanks, Data. (to Worf) What did I tell you? We're going to clean up!"
Worf: "This seems...wrong."
Riker: (to Data) "And after we clean up on "Let's Make A Deal", I can't wait to see you own "The Price Is Right."
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When you hear the guys at the other end of the table mention your name and realize they've been talking about you all this time.
 
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DATA: According to my tricorder, we are getting close to the right room.
RIKER: Um, the rooms are actually numbered.
 
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Riker: Reminds me of the dorms at the Academy
Worf: ...the door knobs?
Riker: Right. How else?
 
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Vash: For the last time Q. I am not going to play peek-a-boo with you!
Q: Spoil sport. Jean-Luc plays peek-a-boo with me.
Vash: I am not Picard !


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Picard: Mrs Robinson I'm afraid you have me mistaken for Dustin Hoffman.
 
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Picard: "Data, will you explain to this blithering fool that I am not the 'Sheriff of Nottingham!"

Data: "Yes sir. Commander Riker, the Captain is not the Sh-- "

Picard: "The OTHER blithering idiot, Data... the one in green, wearing the tights!"


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Ceiling Q is watching you.

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Kivas
: I used to fit into this!

Data: From my inspections, that still fits you.

Kivas: It's been a busy week, what with stealing you and all, I haven't made it to the gym yet!

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Picard: Captain's Personal Log--There she was, heart as black as her heels and legs that seemed to go on for days...

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Data: Here it is, Room 237.

Riker: I thought he said 217.

Worf: Deviations from the source material are without honor!

Worf: Next time, I make the hotel reservations.

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Data: Judging from Tam's posture and his banging on the table, I am sensing great hostility, Captain. Incidentally, when did you say Counselor Troi would be back from Shore Leave?
 
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Vash: If only there was some supernatural being somewhere in the universe that could unstuff Jean Luc's personality.
Q. I'm omnipotent, not a miracle worker.

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Kivas: Why won't you wear this outfit? Does it go against your principles?
Data: Yes - the noninterference directive of my butt.

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Dame: Why does your door say Dixon Hill, 3.141592653589793?
Dix: My second officer is an idiot.

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Data: The corpse is in here, sir.
Worf: Perhaps you'd better wait in the hall, sir.
Riker: Ah, the Apgar Protocol. Good thinking, Lieutenant.


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Tam:
IMO we should -
Picard: Wait, what?
Riker: IMO, sir. It means "In My Opinion."
Tam: - we should beat the Romulans to Tin Man b/c -
Picard: Why didn't he just say "In My Opinion" then?
Tam: TMI ATM. SMH.
Riker: "Shaking my head," sir. LCARS chat abbreviations.
Picard: Wouldn't it be easier to just shake his head? WE CAN ACTUALLY USE OUR SENSES NOW. And there are no ATMs, we are a cashless society.
Tam: OMG, we've G2G!!
Riker: "Oh My Gorn," sir. He wants us to hurry.
Picard: Why won't he just use Federation Standard like the rest of us?
Data: Actually sir, it has been suggested that as opposed to intentionally flouting language conventions, language in chat abbreviations is derived from "writing the way people talk", and there is no need to insist on 'Standard' Federation Standard.[12]Federation Standard users, in particular, have an extensive tradition of etiquette guides, instead of traditional prescriptive treatises, that offer pointers on linguistic appropriateness.[23] Using and spreading LCARS slang also adds onto the cultural currency of a language.[25]
Tam: WTF!
Picard: Worf, Troi, and LaForge?
Riker: Close enough, sir.
Data: - It is important to the speakers of the language due to the foundation it provides for identifying within a group, and also for defining a person’s individual linguistic and communicative competence.[25] The result is a specialized subculture based on its use of space slang.[26]
Picard: Riker?
Riker: Sounds like Wikipedia to me, sir.
Tam: LOL!
Data: .....<runs out crying>

 
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Fajio: I've got the contract for the new Starfleet uniforms, so what do you think? I'm going for lavender, peach, and turquoise. All are form-fitting, breathable, durable, and self-cleaning.

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Picard: Eh, Mr Data, you're in the wrong costume.

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First Officer's log, supplemental. Our search for a plot has yet to bear fruit, so we've started a room-to-room search. I don't hold out much hope however.

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Elbrum: Commander Riker, I know you have a thing for Betazoids, but stop looking down my shirt!
 
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Tam: You idiot! Don't even think about using that holoprogram. He survived
 


Picard: "Sorry I'm late, I --- Oh damn, wrong room."

Legs: "You're not going anywhere just yet, cutie. Close the door.... and lose the uniform."


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"I'm telling you the truth, I don't have any Lucky Charms!"

Picard: "Riiiight. And I suppose next you'll tell us you don't have a pot of gold pressed latinum at the end of that rainbow out there."

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Big Daddy Q: "Peeping ain't easy. Well, it actually is easy for me... what with me being a Q and all."

Vash: "It's "Pimping Ain't Easy", you omnipotent moron."

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VASH: I know what I'll do. Find somebody Jean-Luc feels like he's in competition with and start dating him. This can't backfire.

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KIVAS: Androids look GREAT in purple.

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PICARD (Thinking): Those calf muscles are severely underdeveloped. She'd never make it as a Starfleet officer.

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DATA: I am picking up traces of...deep regret and shame. They seem to be increasing in this direction.
RIKER: Data, this is 20th century Vegas.

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TAM ELBRUN: And yes Commander Riker, I know exactly how many Ensigns you are dating.
 
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DATA: "Commander, I believe this is the room hosting your stag party."

RIKER: "Thank you, Data, sounds like they've started without us, already."

WORF: "I hope that we have not missed Miss Boom-Boom's famous 'Jumping Out of a Cake' routine ..."
 
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Data: "Ah, here we are... no, wait.... this restroom is designated "Non-binary".

Worf: "So we've found separate restrooms for Goths, Democrats, non-binaries, metal-heads, Republicans, stoners, greasers, skaters, transgenders, surfers and mimes, MIMES, for crying out loud, but not a single one for warriors?"

Riker: "Well I can't wait any longer, I'm gonna go use that potted plant we passed around the corner."

Worf: "Hmmph... you should use the one for 'wussies' that we found on the 2nd floor."

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