verbicide | more things of joy

Pam: I'm sorry... I feel like I'm talking really loud?
Michael makaing a freaking beeline! "We do not employ children..."
ARMS AT YOUR SIDES ARMS AT YOUR SIDES!
Dwight staying behind and hauling Kelly out.
Ryan's fear of being A Guy at DM is so apt.
God. And how much do we wish we could all work with Jim who can come up with fun parking lot games. LOVE.
And I sort of love that Dwight reads Harry Potter.
Dwight: Everybody hurts! *VOLUME UP*
I can't think of a more inappropriate game for work than "Who'd you do."
As Dwight nearly kills himself to please Michael.
Pam's reactionary kiss to Roy after seeing Jim leave with Katie.