Riker: You were right, sir. That is soooo not Lwaxana's voice.
Riker: What are you doing?? Remember the Klingon custom of warning Stovokor a warrior is coming by roaring!
Wesley: I know, he told me that once - right after telling me to throw a chair at a princess I liked. Also, there was an assault charge. Can you sense what base I got to with her?
Troi: ...Sucks to be Worf in Stovokor.
Wesley: Mew mew mew mew mew mew....
Lal: I have caught a man.
Guinan: LOL.
LAL: Yes?
Guinan: No, LOL. That won't work.
LAL: It won't?
Riker: LOL.
LAL: Yes?
Data: How did you become so adept at rolling under a blast door, Geordi?
LaForge: My sister trained me.
Data: Ah.
...
Did she put some tuna in her blouse?
LaForge: No! That's how she trained her cat to roll under a blast door. I picked it up from the cat.
Data: Oh, well that's better...?
Riker: So, ah, Worf, did you happen to bring a knife to help cut me down?
Worf: No.
Riker: Perhaps a dagger, or small dirk of some kind?
Worf: Sorry, can't help you.
Riker: Stiletto? Poniard? A small arrowhead, perchance?
Crusher: How about an adze?
Riker: An adze will do nicely. Did you bring one Doctor?
Crusher: I thought we were just naming things.
Riker: I see.
...
Linoleum cutter? Leather gouge? Cheese slicer?
Worf: How about a photon torpedo?
Riker: I like your enthusiasm, but....