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Kevin: Why did you get it so big? Jim: So this year, for the first time ever, I got Pam in Secret Santa. And I got her this, uh, teapot, which I know she really wants, so she can make tea at her desk. But, I’m also gonna stuff it with some inside jokes. Like, this is my high school yearbook photo. She saw it at the party, and it really makes her laugh. Not sure why. Um, what else? Ooh, this is a hot sauce packet. She put this on a hot dog a couple of years ago because she thought it was ketchup. And, uh, it was really funny, so I kept the other two. This would take a little too long to explain (Jim holds up a little pencil), so I won’t. And this is the card. Because Christmas is the time to tell people how you feel. Michael: Merry Christmas! Ho, ho, ho, pimp! Michael: Double everything. Double ice cream. Double napkins. Double it. On me. Michael: Check it out. Christmas bonus. Three thousand Gs. Michael: I want people to cut loose. I want people … making out in closets. I want people hanging from the ceilings, lampshades on the heads. I want it to be a Playboy Mansion party. Michael: Like booze ever killed anybody. Dwight: You guys should use a handtruck. Michael (to Darryl): You want to be Santa? Have you ever seen Santa? Dwight: Michael, I would like to be the elf. Toby: I got Angela. She’s into these posters of babies dressed as adults. I got her one of those. I felt kind of weird buying that. Oscar: I got Creed. And to tell you the truth, I don’t know anything about Creed. I know his name’s Creed. I know he works right over there. I think he’s Irish and I … I got him this, uh, shamrock keychain. Kevin: I got myself for Secret Santa. I was supposed to tell somebody, but I didn’t. Michael: Presents are the best way to show someone how much you care. It is like this tangible thing that you can point to and say, hey man, I love you this many dollars worth. Jim: He obviously forgot to get me something. And then he went into his closet and dug out this little number. And then threw it in a bag. Jim: I thought that was called Nasty Christmas. Michael: Everyone wants the iPod. It’s a huge hit. It is almost a Christmas miracle. Michael: Reverse psychology is an awesome tool. I don’t know if you guys know about it, but basically, you make someone think the opposite of what you believe, and that tricks them into doing something stupid. Works like a charm. Michael: Who wants to take paintball lessons? How is that better than an iPod? Dwight: I want the teapot, gracias. Dwight: Yankee Swap is like … Machievelli meets … Christmas. Michael: Unbelievable, I do the nicest thing that anyone’s ever done for these people, and they freak out. Well, Happy Birthday, Jesus, sorry your party’s so lame. Michael: Now you’re the expert, is this enough to get twenty people plastered? Dwight: “A real man makes his own luck.” Billy Zane, Titanic. Jim: To think that my gift to Pam will be used for that, it’s a little too much to handle. Meredith: The deal is, this is my last hurrah, cuz I made a New Year’s resolution, that I’m not going to drink anymore. During the week. Bob: Bob Vance, Vance Refrigeration. Michael: Anybody making out in here? Not yet, give it time. Michael: Kudos to Ryan, King of the Party Committee! Jim: This is an amazing gift because it comes with bonus gifts. Pam: Yeah, I think I made the right choice. Packer: Merry Christmas, asswipe! Packer: What’s up, ma nerds? Packer: Pack Man need a drinky. Ryan: Whose butt is that? Dwight: You shouldn’t do things like that. The man is supposed to do that! Michael: It really is the greatest day of all time. |
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