Angry Andy





Andy:Every guy in this room has been touched by this affliction. Tuna? T-dog?
Jim:Um...
Darryl:Uh... I have other issues. I'm terrible at math. Overweight. You- you're in great shape. A lot better shape than I am, tell you what.
Robert:It seems Andy is the only one with this problem. Fascinating.
Andy:Fascinating.
Gabe:I don't really see what the problem is. Erin doesn't even like sex, remember? You said it feels like getting tackled by a skeleton.
Nellie Bertram:Chumbo, come on, help me out. Any problems with Little Chumbo?
Kevin:Tip-top shape.
Nellie Bertram:Oh... Stanley?
Stanley:No. Um-um.
Nellie Bertram:Creed, you are a thousand years old.
Creed:Haven't heard any complaints. Wouldn't care if I did.
Andy:Okay, so I-
Pam:Actually Andy, I think maybe we experienced it.
Jim:What happened?
Pam:That a couple of times-
Jim:Couple of times.
Robert:Jim, maybe you could tell us about one of those times.
Dwight:Yeah Jim.
Andy:Yeah Jim, get it out there.
Jim:Um... I don't... Uh, yes, that time that it was very late. Uh, we'd had sex so many times already, I was exhausted...
Pam:Okay, stop.
Jim:I was very drunk.
Phyllis:If it makes you feel any better, I never had an orgasm until I was forty-two. And then when I did, it lasted 'til I was forty-four.