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'''[[Jim]]:''' You mean today? He stepped on a George Foreman grill and he burned his foot.<br /> |
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'''[[Billy Merchant]]:''' No, not Michael, the moon-faced kid who crashed into the pole...He looks like he has a concussion! |
'''[[Billy Merchant]]:''' No, not Michael, the moon-faced kid who crashed into the pole...He looks like he has a concussion! |
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Revision as of 16:18, 25 August 2010
- see episode The Injury
Michael: I enjoy having breakfast in bed. I like waking up to the smell of bacon, sue me. And since I don't have a butler, I have to do it myself. So, most nights before I go to bed, I will lay six strips of bacon out on my George Foreman Grill. Then I go to sleep. When I wake up, I plug in the grill, I go back to sleep again. Then I wake up to the smell of crackling bacon. It is delicious, it's good for me. It's the perfect way to start the day. Today I got up, I stepped onto the grill and it clamped down on my foot... that's it. I don't see what's so hard to believe about that.
Jim: Do you think Dwight's being a little weird today?
Pam: No - he's actually been really nice, and helpful.
Jim: And that isn't weird?
Jim: I wanna clamp Michael's face in a George Foreman grill.
Billy Merchant: What's wrong with that guy?
Jim: You mean today? He stepped on a George Foreman grill and he burned his foot.
Billy Merchant: No, not Michael, the moon-faced kid who crashed into the pole...He looks like he has a concussion!
"'Dwight"' Where are we going? Where are we going? "'Jim"' Chuck E. Cheese. "'Michael"' Ugh! I'm sick of Chuck E. Cheese. "'Jim"' Michael! We're going to the hospital! "'Michael"' I know I'm just saying.
(as Pam is hugging him)
[[Dwight Schrute|Dwight]]: Oh, huggy-hugs
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