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Picard: Captains log, Supplemental, isn't this great! I don't even have to look up the stardate; instead I can just sit in my comfy chair in the ready room and eat coffee and croissants... I mean.... We are once again in deep space, nothing has happened so far, but if nothing happens, we'll probably end up just whooping up on some Romulans... And now, I will enter the bridge, as usual
*Worf* captain, there are romulans that we must whoop up on
Picard: what are you waiting for then? Lets go!
*kaBLOOIE!!!*
*Suddenly a Borg cube decloaks off the starboard Bow*
Picard: They can't do that!
Riker: cheap, sniveling, little....
*Data* sir...
Picard: what Mr. Data?
Data: *music Starts* THERE'S ROMULAN'S ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
*Rest of the Crew Joins in*
STARBOARD BOW
STARBOARD BOW
THERE'S ROMULANS ON THE STARBOARD BOW
STARBOARD BOW, CAPTAIN!
Picard: now that there are no romulans left to blow up, let's move onto the Borg ship that, the little cheapskates... ILLEGALLY DECLOAKED off the port bow...
*Crew begins to sing again, silenced by a stern glance by jean-luc and worf*
Worf: Hailin' Frequencies Open....
Picard: Worf, when did u adopt a Western Accent?
Worf: wull, sur...
*Begins in a southern drawl...*
Worf: I seems to have quite a fluent-type thing in all da accents of da wurld
Picard: I see...
Worf: yup
*Suddenly the Borg came on screen*
*Data* hmm, my memory banks recall this face before....
Joel & The Borg: We awe still the Bowg Wesistance is still Futile!
Crew: OH NO! NOOOOO!
*Data goes into conniption fits*
Picard: NO! Not JOEL! Didn�t we destroy you last episode?
*Joel* awww, no way mistew
*Picard curses in French* ^%*&%
Joel: wat wuz dat u just said mistew old, bawld fwench guy?
Picard: All right, THAT DOES IT! I'VE HAD ENOUGH GRIEF FROM MY CREW, BUT NOT FROM YOU!
Picard: Worf, Blow him out of the sky!
*Worf* but sir....
Picard: what now?
Worf: the Borg have adapted, just like Joel!
Picard: What'll we do? Recommendations?
*Worf raises hand*
Picard: Yes, Mr. Worf?
Worf: well, sir, I could try and design some new kind of explosive, even thought it probably wont work anyway :-D
Picard: *Half-heartedly* it'll do... *full heartedly* MAKE IT SO!
*Worf cheers and races off to his room*
Riker: I'm gonna go practice my trombone
Picard: NO! Don�t think so Riker....
*Joel picks his nose while he's waiting for the attempt at blowing him up*
*Then he falls asleep*
*Picard pulls out a yo-yo...* It defies gravity!
*Worf calls in* sorry captain, this may take awhile, go ahead and make another plan
Picard: RIGHT! Maybe we can just confuse them to death!
*Picard thinks Deeply*
*Wesley* y cant we just sick Mrs. Vahsholtz on him?
Picard: what great idea.... except.... seeing as it came from u....
*Data zaps Wesley*
*BRZAP!*
Picard: now data, repeat what we said, without his voice....
*Data says basically the same thing, but with lots of pointless techno babble included*
Picard: Make it so!
*Data pushes a bunch of buttons, and she is transported to the Borg cube*
Joel: OH MY GAWD!
Hey Mrs. Vahsholtz (pronounced horribly wrong)!
Mrs. Vahsholtz: Joel, be quiet....
Joel: I LUV WOCK AND WOWL!
*Mrs. Vahsholtz yells very loudly* JOEL SHUT UUUUPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!
Joel: okay, but...
Picard: I can't stand to watch this anymore... Let me know when it's done....
Riker: eeewww
*Turns off view screen*
Picard: thank you!
*People can still hear Mrs. Vahsholtz shouting*
*Borg vessel rocks back and forth in her pure anger*
Picard: Aye aye aye!
Riker: maybe SHE'LL listen to me play the trombone!
Data: doubt it...
Picard: you can try if you want but...*looks back at the Borg* Eeehhh...no....
*Data* it would be a horrible massacre...
*The Borg Cube Detonates most suddenly*
Picard: TWO FOR TWO!
Data: hmmm�interesting�
YaHOOOOO!
*High fives* THANK YOU...where are we again?
*2 days later*
Picard: was that our last Mrs. Vahsholtz?
Picard: I should probably start with a log, shouldn't I..?
*Ahem* Captains Log: Stardate.... Whenever.... My starship and I have been signed on for a contract for our great singing, with Data and Worf playing Air Guitar and Mr. Data still singing, meaning that Riker does the air guitar sound effects... How odd�BUT HE'S NOT PLAYING THE TROMBONE!!!!
*Bright light* hallelujah
*And there was much rejoicing*
YAY!
Picard: look, all I care is that he's not playing the trombone!
Oh, yeah, and Dr. Crusher is doing the drums....
*Bang thwap wapish ding dang dong POW wallop...*
Picard: that would be her....
Counselor Troi is our Dancer�.
And Wesley is our Human Sacrifice....
*More rejoicing*
YAY!
Picard: but in the meantime, I doubt we've seen the last of Joel.... and/or Mrs. Vahsholtz...