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

[Locutus of Board]

Vash: No Q! That isn't a good place for your new glory hole.

 

[inflatabledalek]

Thanks for all your captioning Leadhead, hell of a couple of weeks for all of us I think...

Q: You said you like a guy who was off the wall...

Fajo: And it's genuine?

Data: Yes, I guarantee that is Dr. Crusher's work out leotard.

Captain's Personal Log: Being the only person aboard who knows how to lock the holodeck door has its advantages. The crew think I'm playing Dix, and they'll never know otherwise.

Data: The sound of crying seems to be emanating from this door marked "Tracy Trome"...

Boris Johnson: And now nothing will stop me being Prime Minister!

Picard: All these years of convincing people I'm French by occasionally drinking wine has finally paid off, I won't have to put up with any of this shit. Number One, set course for Paris!

Riker: Can I become French if Trump wins?

Picard: No.

 

[Honorable Ensign]

The holoprogram to teach the ancient art of using door handles had a reward for successful completion...

This hotel has poor ratings in cleanliness, amenities, and design, according to reviews on "Yelp."

 

[Hutchy01]

Data: The sound of crying seems to be emanating from this door marked "David Cameron"...

 

[Catarina]

Data: I will be using this black light to scan the Commander's suite to find out if he has indeed lost the bet to protect the 20th century.
Riker: [Damn it. A black light? I regret that night of liquor and trombone with the lady. ]

 

[Triskelion]

In honor of the political climate and this thread, I'm going topical (and apologies to all in advance)....

Q: Brexit?
Q: Bremain?
Q: Brexit?
Q: Bremain?
Vash: Bream me up, Scotty!

Fajo: We'll get you all set for your internship in the Clinton White House. Here's your uniform. It was especially designed to draw the eye to stains.

Dix: I knew right away that this dame was going to be trouble.
EU: My eyes are up here, bub.

Data: The Democratic National Convention is sitting in to protest the price of macademia nuts in the mini fridge.
Worf: Shall I send out a subspace alert, sir?
Riker: No, any publicity in an election year is like giving milk to a stray cat.

Picard: Does he not realize we aren't actually on his payroll?
Tramp Donalbrun: Hey Starfleet - you're fired!

 

[Finn]

Q: You'll never believe what I just saw on the hull. Someone wrote "Riker is a moron" with a laser scalpel, and it looks like it has been there for a while.

 

[LeadHead]

New Contest has begun!