December 2009
Mike: My name is Mike and you seem really cool hehe so would you like to chat?:)
Karla: Of course, how are you?
Mike: great you?:)
Karla: I am okay, thanks.
Mike: sweet so do you like guns/nature?:)
Karla: Guns and nature? Wow, those are on opposite ends on my likes/dislikes.
I despise guns, but I adore nature.
Mike: I Love and adore both:P
Karla: Oh boy. Guns can be very harmful depending on who uses it. I am against military action and hunting--two things guns serve a purpose in so I'm not sure what else there is for me to like about them.
Mike: well sorry but we will not be able to get along so lets just end it here ok=3
Karla Bijoux says:
I am watching this fucking video.
I'm scared
Colin says:
WHAT? NOT THE MR.HANDS
Karla Bijoux says:
oh my god
ewwwwwww
Colin says:
NOOOOOO
WHY?!!?!?!
Karla Bijoux says:
WHAT THE FUCK
HOLY SHIT
EW
OMG
EW
COLIN
Colin says:
IM SORRY
OH MY GOD EWWWWWW
I just watched the Kenneth Pinyan video…I thought it was a joke. But he actually is having anal sex with a horse :’( Oh god, OH GOD.
He died from it though.
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Christmas gifts!!!!
Kelly: [opens "New Moon" poster] Jim.... Jim! [Hugs him]
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Dwight: Oh man! [Dwight dropped a walnut into the nutcracker] I can use this for so many nuts! Macadamias, Brazil nuts, pecans, almonds. Clams, snails...
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Pam: Twelve drummers drumming. [marching drum band lines up to perform, Andy steps out with cymbals]
Andy: Merry Christmas Erin! Take it away boys! [dances along to the drumming]
Michael: I'll call him. I'll call David.
Jim: No, you won't, because he's not picking up his phone.
Michael: Yes, I will. Because I always know how to get through to him.
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Michael: He told me where his kids go to school. I call the school, I tell them I'm a pediatrician. They patch me through to his secretary. I use my little girl voice. Badda bing, badda boom.
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David: Hey Sweetie, what is it?
Michael: It's not sweetie, it's Michael Scott.
David: What the hell?
Michael: You know what, Christmas isn't about Santa, or Jesus. It's about the workplace. All of you feel like my family. Ryan, you are my son. And Pam, you're my wife. And Jim. And Angela and Phyllis, you are my Grandmas. And Stanley, you're our mailman. And I can't help but look at all your wonderful beautiful faces and think, "How could they do this to us?"
Jim: What?
Pam: How could we do what? [general murmur]
Michael: It's not... Nevermind. Nothing. [arguing voices]
Stanley: We deserve to know.
Michael: I didn't say anything!
Angela: If you know something Michael...
Michael: We're going out of business!
Michael: You know what's even more offensive, is baling on this party because some... jerk ruined the first part of it. Dwight come here. Here's my debit card, I want you to go pick up a bunch of pizzas and meet me in the conference room.
Dwight: What's your pin number?
Michael: I don't want to say. But, "it's fun to stay at the -" [nods to fill in blank, but Dwight doesn't know]
Michael: "It's fun to stay at the -"
Dwight: Where? Holiday Inn? I don't ...
Michael: [gestures the YMCA dance] Mmm, mm mm mm. [Dwight smirks, leaves]
Michael: David, guess who I am sitting here dressed as.
David: I'm not going to guess. You can tell me, or I will hang up.
Michael: I will give you a hint. His last name is Christ. He has the power of flight. He can heal leopards.
David: Michael...
Michael: I am Jesus, David, and you know why? Because Phyllis—a woman—has uslurped my role as Santa.
Toby: Wow, Michael. This must be obvious how wrong this is.
Michael: Ohhh, the Antichrist. *tsssss*.
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Michael: If this were Russia, yeah sure. Everyone would go to one Santa, and there would be a line around the block and once you sat on her lap and she'd ask you what you wanted, you would say probably "freedom." At which point the KGB would arrest you and send you to Siberia. It's a good thing Russia doesn't exist anymore.
Darryl: You're not as scary as Bookface over there.
Jim: Yes. I am the popular social networking site known as Bookface.
[ l () l\l 3 Morales: hola
Karla: Hi.
[ l () l\l 3 Morales: u should learnd spanish lol
lol
i knw tht was ramdom i was readin ur status
Karla: Haha, yeah.
[ l () l\l 3 Morales: i like ur pircing though
i bib ur bf loves them lol
jk
Karla: Is that your way of asking me if I'm single?
[ l () l\l 3 Morales: nope
Karla: Okie doke.
[ l () l\l 3 Morales: sinceraly i though u had a bf cuz i mean u r beautiful
Karla: Well there is more to relationships than just looks.
[ l () l\l 3 Morales: wat do u mean?
Karla Murtescu: ...I am not sure how to simplify that for you.
[ l () l\l 3 Morales is offline
Creed: I want to set you up with my daughter.
Jim: Oh, I'm engaged to Pam.
Creed: I thought you were gay.
Jim: Then why would you want to set me up with your daughter?
Creed: I don't know.
Michael Scott: I'm going in for a procedure today.
Oscar: Is everything ok?
Michael Scott: Yeah. It's routine. I'm just a little bit scared.
Oscar: I'm sure everything will be fine. What's the procedure if you don't mind my asking?
Michael Scott: It is a colonoscopy.
Oscar: Ok.
Michael Scott: In your experience, what should I be expecting, in terms of sensation. Or, emotions. [pause] Is there anything I can do to make it more pleasurable for me or for Dr. Shandri. My main concern is should I have a safe word?
Oscar: Yeah. [walks out of the office]
What am I going to do without you?
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Nathaniel: yeah same here nothing much fun happens in this era except boring stuff ha ha, im more into military history though
Karla: Ugh, I can't stand it. Especially if it's fairly recent. Like Napoleon and stuff, that's a snooze fest for me.
Nathaniel: lol i know, ha ha. Napoleon didnt do much
Karla: On the contrary, he did a lot. But it just doesn't interest me.
Nathaniel: yeah, anyways i guess we should talk later then since yours tudying
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