~~Jim walks in dressed like dwight, and asks him:'Question- what is the best kind of bear?''thats ridiculous...''False- blackbear''thats debatable, there are basically two schools of thinking...''Fact; bears eat beats.''Thats ridiculous, ''Bears, Beats, Battlestar Galactica'~~
~~When I die, I want to be frozen. And if they have to freeze me in pieces, so be it. I will wake up stronger than ever, because I will have used that time to figure out exactly why I died and what moves I could have used to defend myself better, now that I know what hold he had me in."-----Dwight K. Schrute~~
~~Jim, Jim, Jim… Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim.--Oh, hey Dwight.--I am going to be your new boss. Haha, it’s my greatest dream come true. Welcome to the hotel hell. Check-in time is now, check-out time is never.--Does my room have cable?--No, and the sheets are made of fire.--Can I change rooms?--Sorry, we’re all booked up. Hell convention in town.--Can I have a late check-out?--I’ll have to talk to the manager.--You’re not the manager in your own fantasy?--I’m the owner. The co-owner, with Satan.--Okay. Let me understand it: In your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.--Yeah, but I haven’t told you my salary yet.--Go.--80, 000 dollars a year. Once I am officially regional manager, my first order of business will be to demote Jim Halpert, so I will need a new number two. My ideal choice? Jack Bauer. But he is unavailable, and fictional, and over qualified.~~~
did I say that I love the office?
Tristen had soccer on Sat. and Sun.~ He so good- he started "getting it" this year. He passes and yells to people that he's open. The first 2 season consist of him running with the mob and shooting it in the wrong net. Thats how he got his first goal, he scored against his own team. No one heart to tell him because he was so excited and was running around high fivin everyone. who cares, its all about that look in his eye.

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