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Yeah, I was actually thinking that an even-keel ending would be satisfying and true. Like, there have always been hiccups and upsets, but on the whole people live in their grind, trying to find solace in the small things.

Best part of the karate display? Pam's little, finger-waving "don't-even-think-about-it" moment, Dwight's thoughtful pause, and then his pirouette into the end of the routine.

Jeez, what would it take to get an A out of you? Seeing your dead grandmother eating you from the foot up?

I'd just like to go on the record that I think the finale should be about the discovery of the real Scranton Strangler, with the manhunt carrying over directly into a crossover episode with "Hannibal."

Yeah those single moms are notorious for having it made.

CREED BATTON IS THE NEW MANAGER!

This news makes me sad, sad.

I wonder if when he's in line at McDonald's and people making their order say "Yeah, I'll have a soda, burger" he cuts in before they can finish and interjects "Sorry buddy, already taken!" and then everyone laughs and applauds for several minutes.

Now squeal like a pig!

Doesn't quite work the same with "Super Bass":

Johnny Whitaker: Secret Black Man.

I tried using this same line of reasoning to explain to my girlfriend that plenty of other boyfriends have dutch-ovened their girlfriends, but somehow it didn't get me off the hook.

I grew up on Kelly's Roast Beef, so my standards for roast beef sandwiches are pretty skewed.

I have a thing for Diet Mountain Dew, and I drink it with all the shame it deserves.

Toady.

You fingered a goat in a line-up, d'intya? And the goat threatened you back, d'init?

More like a Mountain Don't, right guys?

A book where the protagonist gets really, really fat to get on Worker's Comp, only to have to save the nuclear power plant he works at by plugging a reactor leak with his comically large ass.

Law of the Excluded Middle?