From: plutnj@aix.rpi.edu (James Matthew Plutnicki)
Subject: Re: none
Organization: Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute, Troy, NY
Date: Fri, 18 Dec 1992 19:04:11 GMT


who are you?
I'm Bart Simpson. Who the hell are you?
So I'm Captain Jean-Luc Piccard
"Lt. Worf take this 'Bart Simpson' to the brig"
OK, I'm Riker: "What the hell's going on over there?!"
What the heck, I'm Troi:  "I sense great sarcasm..."
Q: "Hello, Jean-Luc, how'd you like my 'Bart Simpson'?"
Wesley: "Gee, Captain Picard, I just figured out a way to get rid of Q
forever..."
Worf: "Growl! Captain, that is not honorable. If Wesley gets to get rid of Q,
I
       get to get rid of Wesley!  I asked first - you remember?  Back in the
       first season?"
Troi:  Oh please, Worf.  You couldn't shoot the broad side of a Ferrengi, let
       alone beat up Wesley....
O'Brian: "That does it, I am beaming you all into space and appointing myself
          Captain Miles..."
Geordie:  Enough!  I'm transferring all Warp, Impulse, APR, and life support
          power into the holodeck for my new "Wild Wanda and her Wanton Whips"
          program.  The rest of you can suck cold vacuum.
Barkley: "Hey I helped program that, can I come in too????"
Wesley:  Hey! I programmed Wanda's Whips---you know, just the way you like it?
Troi:  Geordie, your Star Fleet Battles training is showing.   I also sense
       great perversions....
"Oh, boy..."
Troi:  I sense a great mind.  A mind from the past.  Someone who as lived many
       lives, leaping from one to another....I also sense cigar smoke...
"I sense a small explosive that is tuned to detonate the next time Troi says '
I sense...'"  (Cheers are heard from the audience)
Troi:  I sense great stupidity.

   [We hear squealing sounds of a dying bomb---the bad joke killed it]

Piccard: Computer start self-destruct sequence.  This has gone too far!
Riker: NO the first officer does not concuur, I have taken orders from some
balding shakspearian throwback long enough, I'm taking over; worf set phasers
on kill and terminate the captain.

"Admiral McCoy": Dammit, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a commedian!  I don't know
                 WHAT to say next..."

[The admiral bursts into flames due to Worf's horribly inaccurate shooting]
Worf: "Oops..."
Piccard:  Worf, belay Riker's order.  Computer cancel self-destruct.
          We'll let this insanity continue.  Worf escort this Bart
          Simpson to sick bay, and have Dr. Crusher examine his head.
          Dr. Crusher when you're done examining Mr. Simpson please
          report to my quarters so I can give you an "examination" of my
          own.

 HOMER:  DOH!!!

Kirk: "That does it I am sick of this constant bickering from you Next
Generation Pukes.  You have Picard who hasn't destroyed an enemy ship 
in the entire series, Riker who has a bigger libido than I do, Worf
who couldn't hit the broad side of a barnyard with phasers locked on,
Wesley the wonder dweeb, Data who still can't find a *real* hair style,
and Troi, well what more need I say.  Sulu, lock on phasers and blow
that giant duck-looking thing out of the stars, Uhura, show a little more
leg, Rand come down here and sit on my lap, and Checkov.. Warp 6, thataway...



-- 
 * James M. Plutnicki (plutnj@rpi.edu) * "There are no truths, only facts  *
 * Computer Systems Engineering Major  * blurred by opinion."   --Me       *
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