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The writers strike has us all lamenting the lack of new episodes of our favorite shows. I never thought I'd say I miss Dwight Schrute, but sadly...

Here's something to help kill some time ('cause what else do you have to do, watch American Gladiators? please.) and remind you why you love Scranton, PA.

How I ended up being the gay Hispanic guy, I'm not quite sure.

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Anonymous said…
I'm Kevin!!
11:47 AM
Amy said…
Kevin: I kinda know what it’s like to be in commercials. My nickname in high school used to be Kool-Aid Man.

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Kevin: I love fake boobs. Oftentimes you find them on strippers.

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Kevin: If someone gives you 10,000-to-1 on anything you take it. If John Mellencamp ever wins an Oscar I am going to be a very rich dude.
12:09 PM
Anonymous said…
My owner was Jim Halpert. I was Creed. It said that I have lived a long and winding life am irresponsible and take things as they come but will fight like a dog. I guess that is pretty accurate, except that part about being like a dog.

Chilly Dog
5:00 PM
Tom Myler (scoodog) said…
I am not Pam Beesly even thought it said I am.
6:09 PM
AnneR said…
Hola! Another Oscar here! I don't get it either... I'm thinking it might have something to do with choosing musicals for my preferred movie category.
1:31 PM
Anonymous said…
I'm Jim. I don't pull pranks like I used to but I guess it's somewhat accurate...

Sara M.
6:30 AM
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