Suit Warehouse
Meme It!Clark:So for your menswear catalogue, I think we can offer you some very competitive pricing.
Suit Store Father:I heard that before
Clark:Well, I understand, but
Dwight:I bet you have. He knows nothing about what people have heard before, my son.
Clark:Here we go again, another lecture from the old man.
Suit Store Father:Listen to him. He created you.
Dwight:Maybe if you listened a little bit, youd improve. No wonder women despise you.
Clark:Women don't despise me
Dwight:His last girlfriend was a transvestite. I knew it right away. Adam's apple like the prow of a ship, thumbs like a lowland gorilla. Ha, but this one couldn't see it, or didn't wanna see it.
Clark:Alright, that's enough, cause I can say some things about him too.
Dwight:Yeah? Like what?
Clark:Like the time that you got drunk and, and then Killed those kids on their way to prom!
Dwight:That never happened. He's always been a liar. Ever since he was a little kid. He got caught saving treats from the kitty litter box.
Suit Store Father:Really shameful
Clark:So we can offer you matte or glossy printing-
Dwight:Glistening brown morsels tumbling from every pouch in his trousers.
Clark:There's obviously a volume discount uh, if you-
Dwight:Following the cat around on his knees with his hands cupped beneath its tail, going please kitty, may I have some more? You can't make this stuff up!
Clark:No, I think someone could make it up. Someone with very few friends.
Suit Store Son:Hey fellas, sorry to keep you waiting.
Suit Store Father:Here he is, my son.
Dwight:[scoffs] Got cat turd collector written all over him.
Suit Store Son:Did you say cat turd collector?