Tuesday, August 23, 2011

We'll Always Have Paris

So all of a sudden you are fencing with your bro and then you start tripping balls through time.


Fencing seems like such a suave sport, of course Picard plays it.  I have a cousin who fences, and he was getting recruited for a scholarship at NYU when he was like, 13.  Taking trips to Switzerland and shit.  Fuck him.

The temporal ball tripping was due to some scientist on some planet or another.  I guess Picard was in love with her but then bailed because was being a big pussy. Hey it happens to the best of us.  He makes a ridiculous recreation of some cafe in Paris.


The holodeck puts a couple of french hussies in the cafe and one of them is ridiculously good looking. Love that french accent!


Picard's real life lady is not nearly as slammin'


Crazy foil lady was working in a lab with the time scientist guy and shit blew up and killed a bunch of people.  Crusher is getting mad jealous with picard's old slit around.

Shit starts getting weird with the time travel and whatnot.  Gonna go ahead and say that I frankly do not care for time travel plots.  They are always ridiculous and usually have zero repercussions.

oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit

There is some new dork transporter chief who almost kills everybody. Looks like a god damn yokel.


The professor's name is Mannheim and god damn if that isn't the funniest name ever. He wakes up from his coma or whatever and he starts talking like some dude who tripped on LSD or something.

Rest of the episode is time distortion this, time distortion that. And Picard trying to get his d wet. Never does though, which is sort of a bummer. Hopefully he spends some time with the hot holodeck lady, who the internets tell me is Isabel Lorca. 

So yea, time jargon, Data saves the day, who cares. God damnit why are all my least favorite episodes written by girls?  Picard gives a good lesson for all the bros out there - don't be a big sloppy pussy when you got a lady.


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