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The Office: The Chump

Michae Scott has a moral dilemna, and it makes for good television. Who knew?

The cold open was a winner for the second week in a row: Michael, annoyed at Toby’s attempts to make the office Radon free, announces if he has two bullets and is in a room with Hitler, Bin Laden and Toby he’d shoot Toby twice. No that’s going too far, let’s decide how we would be able to kill everybody. Dwight of course has the ultimate solution, and Creed of course mentions James McEloy.

Everybody in the office is preparing for Michael to eat way too much ice cream and wallow in self-pity and play Billy Joel Rock Band (which totally exists) on account of Donna telling him she’s married. Michael it turns out is continuing the relationship, which Andy takes personally since he was cheated on himself. He makes Michael confront Donna’s husband, a high school baseball coach, but he just goes by the name Sheldon and doesn’t learn anything. Husband seems nice though. Michael gets cocky and decides he’ll just eat whatever he wants, do whatever he wants all the time. PUNK! Michael just goes into the fridge and eats Meredith’s birthday cake, inspiring Ryan to spectacularly fail at a chance at a threesome with Erin and Kelly. Michael realizes he’s being a douche and he’s in the wrong and breaks up with Donna. Via text. Whatever works. In the tag Michael gets ambushed by a news team asking about the Sabre printers having an unfortunate tendency to engulf in flames.

Dwight and Angela get a mediator because Dwight wants to get out of the child bearing contract. Despite the absurdity of the contract (there’s mention of if the child is like Benjamin Button and if we are all living in The Matrix) it’s valid, and Dwight is forced to pay $30,000. Instead Angela offers five acts of intercourse. The montage of Dwight trying to destroy his sperm to not give her “the goods” by, among other things, with positioning his crotch in front of an operating microwave and hitting his dick with drumsticks was incredibly juvenile and probably the funniest joke on the show in years. Dwight and Angela go at it in their old warehouse sex room, where Angela is told it’s against the rules to kiss him. Those two are fun.

Jim and Pam are falling asleep on the job because their baby is keeping them up at night. Babies tend to do that. This story went kind of nowhere except Darryl mentioned he sleeps in the warehouse. I was hoping they’d be asleep where Dwight and Angela have sex but nope. Too obvious I guess?

This was an above-average episode. The Office unlike How I Met Your Mother seems to be righting the ship a bit and getting their Stella type groove back at the end of a disappointing season.

Things To Say To Ember, Milky Way, Diana and Muffy

“Andy you’re Bin Laden.” *Pumps fist*
“I’m going to make legal jujitsu on you.”
“Ok Morgan Freeman narrating every thing.”
“People, this is SCRANTON. And many people consider this the Paris of Northeastern Pennsylvania.”
“I don’t want you to hang out with Michael anymore.”
“I don’t have $30k lying around! I have it buried very deeply. And I don’t want to have to dig past a certain someone to get it.”
“We’re gay for baseball.”
“I will honor the contract, but I don’t have to give her the good stuff”
“Your Ali Larter. I’m Beyonce. You’re the bad guy.” “I am Beyonce always.”
“Can you just act normal for a second please?”

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