Coakley:
Indomitus:
Trin Tragula:
GlitterRock:
Gray Zombie:
Dita DuPave:
Trin Tragula:
Dita DuPave:
AlexGariepy:
GlitterRock:
GlitterRock:
Dita DuPave:
AlexGariepy:
meqal:
GlitterRock:
meqal:
ChaosWolf1982:
gleeb:
Indomitus:
AlanPartridge:
Wait, I thought the Klingons killed all their gods. According to Peter David,
at least.
BOW-chikka-wokka-chikka...
o/` love in an elevator... livin' it up as I'm going down... o/`
Who stole Tasha's stomach?
"You celebrate the holiday, Worf??"
"Of course. Have you never heard of Santa K'laus?"
Yes, A Christmas Carol is always best heard in it's original Klingon tongue.
We all learn from the tale of S'Kruge.
Tasha's got HIPS!
"Lieutenant, bend it over the panel and send for Captain Kirk."
Since when was Neelix an Ensign?
"Worf, are your Klingon buddies sending love letters over the space
channels again?"
"It's not a HOO-MUR!"
"Commander, Counselor Troi has left the bridge. You can stop sucking in
your gut now."
"HOOOOOOOOOOOUHHHHHHHHHH! Thanks Skootch."
"Worf, for the sake of our uniforms, I suggest you not turn up the A/C."
Yes, an unknown vessel coming around the vicinity of the Enterprise is worth
that deep a pensive thought!
Oh and Heil Hitler!
"If we're talking women, Geordi, I find that highly doubtful. OHHH SNAP!"
So when did Superman join Starfleet?
I wouldn't really complain about the tight outfits, guys. Be thankful that black
outlining on black pants obscures any potential viewing of Riker-batch.
Why doesn't he just turn around? Is he preparing to do a headstand on the
captain's command-barcalounger?
"And Worf... Put them onscreen. I want to show them my scrawny but
incredibly tight buttocks."
Riker, the God of Talking Chairs.
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