Contest: ENTER TNG Caption This! #523: R&R

[Leviathan]

Deleted Scene:

LaForge: Computer, screw the trivia, playback Worf's security log and replcate me another drink every time he gets his ass kicked.

 

[Laura Cynthia Chambers]

Geordi: "Computer, what is the cure for br-brain freeze?"

 

[Nerys Myk]

LAFORGE: Go ahead, be seated. We must drink. This is tranya. I hope you relish it as much as I.

 

[CorporalCaptain]

Geordi: Computer, why have we dropped out of warp?

Computer: Bio-readings indicate that the pilot is intoxicated.

Geordi: Intoxicated?!? What did you serve me?

Computer: You said, "Computer, give me a glass of the good stuff."

Geordi: Computer, your natural language interface needs work. You know that, don't you?

 

[LeadHead]

Apologies to everyone for the continued tardiness. I've been traveling a lot and haven't had much time to do the contests. This contest will continue to this weekend and I will add more photos to caption tonight.

 

[Herbert]

Barclay: I will now say the magic words and levitate the chess pieces into the air. Sim Sim Salabim! <nothing happens>
Barclay: <louder> SIM SIM SALABIM!! <nothing happens> Crap! Now I have to run a diagnostic on the holodeck
Male Crew Member: Umm, you're not on the holodeck Reg.
Female Crew Member: <taps com badge> Counselor Troi, report to Ten Forward <she then leans in close to the com badge and whispers> and make it snappy

 

[Herbert]

Stewart: <thinking> Damn, that buffet table looks good. How many takes are they going to do? I need to get to that donut tray before Spiner sees it.

 

[tharpdevenport]

Picard, looking over at his computer to see if the winners of the previous Caption This have been announced yet.

Picard: "Not good enough damnit! Not good enough!"

Picard, looking over at the stir another visitor is causing...

Milton: "...large grains of salt!"

 

[LeadHead]

New Pictures for the contest as promised!

 

[LeadHead]

Worf: These 3D Printed models are without honor!

Troi: Go away, eating chocolate.

La Forge: Do i have a chance?

Worf: No.

La Forge: What if i-

Worf: No.

La Forge: But I could-

Worf: No.

La Forge: Are you gonna help me?

Worf: No.

Picard: Worst Space BnB ever.

Kurn: It is a time to celebrate for within a few years Worf will be an outcast again!

 

[CorporalCaptain]

Riker: I've decided not to advance my career and to stick around to be with you.

Troi: (gulp) Say what?

 

[Ithekro]

There isn't enough chocolate in the universe to have to put up with this crew, but by the Holy Rings of Betazed, I will eat every kind to deal with it.

 

[Hutchy01]

Worf: Stupid Bashir, Miles was supposed to join me tonight but no "The Alamo" is better than "Enterprise Bros Model ship time"

 

[Herbert]

Riker: I'm not sure how you pronounce it but I believe it's ménage à trois
Troi: <does not look up from her chocolate> Who's the third?
Riker: Yer mom. It is called trois after all.
Troi: <looks up>

 

[Herbert]

Picard: <anguished> I've never known how to love
Data: I'm fully functional, captain. In every way, of course. I'm programmed in multiple techniques. A broad variety of pleasuring.
Picard: Stand down commander!
Data: <looks disappointed> Yes sir.

 

[Smellincoffee]

Data: "We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender --"
Picard: All right, dammit. I'm up already. I'll be on the bridge momentarily.

 

[Laura Cynthia Chambers]

Worf: "Alexander, why can't you pick up after yourself? (mumble grumble) How do these pieces fit together, anyway?"

Riker: "Deanna, we need to talk about your little...chocolate addiction."
Troi: "Can we make it fast? I've got three more varieties to try before I'm back on shift."
Riker: (sigh)

Geordi: "Don't look now, but I think Ensign Freeman is winking at me."
Worf: "No, she's not."
Geordi: "How can you tell?"
Worf: "Because that's a strobe light."

 

[Triskelion]

Picard: Data, tell me a fairy story.
Data: Once upon a time a little boy named Marx wanted to write a book called The Communist Manifesto, and a bajillion people died because people all share equally all the time....
Picard: Ahhh....

 

[Laura Cynthia Chambers]

Picard: "Data, it's nap time. Go back to your cot."
Data: "I do not require naps."
Picard: "Just this once, couldn't you make an exception?"
Data: "I would much rather stand here and stare at you until you become uncomfortable."
Picard: "Go study irrational Human instincts with Deanna instead, Data. You'll have no shortage of material."
Troi: (off-screen) "I heard that!"

Geordi: "Look at all of these constellations, Worf. Do you have a favorite?"
Worf: "The silent engineer."
Geordi: "Which one is-oh."

 

[Hutchy01]

Picard: Data, tell me a fairy story.
Data: Once upon a time a little boy named Marx wanted to write a book called The Communist Manifesto, and a bajillion people died because people all share equally all the time....
Picard: Ahhh....

Data: Captain, is that why everything around us is Red?