Don't worry, I've Gotten Your Email Complaints and Will Go Back to Talking About My Balls Very Soon

I am going to teach you people something about "comedy." You're welcome in advance.

don't remember much about last night's The Office, cause I was fershizzled. Hey, I don't have a wife, I don't have a kid, I work 11 hours a week and have no reason not to blow my fucking brains out, so gimme a fucking break.

ANYways. At the very end, when Michael accidentally called Stanley's wife by his paramour's name, it was only kinda-to-not-even funny. But when he IMMEDIATELY did it again, now that was fucking comedy gold.