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Stanley: I'll give you a billion Stanley Nickels if you never talk to me again. Dwight: What's the ratio of Stanley Nickels to Schrute Bucks? Stanley: The same as the ratio of unicorns to leprechauns.
There were a lot of reasons to call off my wedding. But the truth is, I didn't care about any of those reasons until I met you.
I was just...um...I'm in love with you. I'm really sorry if that's weird for you to hear, but I needed you to hear it. Probably not good timing. I know that, I just -- I just needed you to know...once.
Oh young Jim. There's just so much I need to warn you about. And yet, tragically, I cannot.
I am going to propose tonight. Holy crap!
Hey Pam, will you... wait for me one second while I tie my shoe?
I am not kidding. [checks to make sure no one is looking, then opens ring box] Got it a week after we started dating.
Pam Beesly: Okay, well, sometimes the gift is really about the gesture, you know, like, what it means instead of what it is. Dwight Schrute: You mean... like a ham? Pam Beesly: [pause] No, not like a ham.
I don't have a ton of contact with the Scranton branch, but before I left I took a box of Dwight's stationary. So, from time to time I send Dwight faxes. From himself. From the future. 'Dwight, at eight a.m. today, someone poisons the coffee. Do not drink the coffee. More instructions will follow. Cordially, future Dwight.'
dollywolly added this comment 2008-11-25 19:32:35-06:00
Amazing!!! Love the office!
dollywolly added this comment 2008-11-25 19:32:35-06:00
Amazing!!! Love the office!