Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

C, they never met,

I will say C, a gun. He shot himself in the head.

You bet your fat ass we are.

these are expensive ray-bans, jackass

I'm gonna put you next to Phyllis.

Oh, don't get us wrong, we like picnics.

Extry, extry, read all about it

Well, I'm glad we did it.

Like clockwork.

And went to volleyball camp most summers.

Nicely done. We're still gonna crush you, though.

Yeah, but we wrote it specifically for this audience.

to announce this sort of thing,

Mmm-hmm. Yeah, that's right.

DAVID: Dwight... No, no. Hear me out.

You: Show up late to your morning class.

What about the fact that they're here today?

How did you know that? David Wallace told me!

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Here's an accounting question for you.

You think the EPA would ever allow that much DEET?

Phyllis, why are you sitting on the ground?

which actually should be in about

Wipe your asses with their serves! Piss all over your faces!

and that was one of them.

Ooh, yes, please.

Actually, let me rephrase that.

No, Michael needed a little bit for his comedy sketch

What do you need from me?

Ball is ours. Give it to me.

Piss all over your faces!