Kevin: The trick is to undercook the onions. Everybody is going to get to know each other in the pot.
Meredith: Don't fall in love with me, kid.
Phyllis: Close your mouth sweetie. You look like a trout.
Dwight: Do not ask me where I got the invisible ink. Urine. It was urine.
Andy: It is on like a prawn who yawns at dawn.
Dwight: I'm not convinced that Michael and Pam didn't have a thing going on when they were gone.
Michael: I am not to be truffled with.
Michael: You are not reacting at all as I had hoped.
Michael: Do I rent Devil Wears Prada again? Or do I finally get around to seeing Sophie's Choice? It is what you would call a classical difficult decision.
Dwight: I am cowboying this meeting.
Michael: There's no easy way of saying this, so I think I will just drag it out.
Michael: You are not fired. Yet.
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