The Boat
Dwight:[wagging tongue for voice exercises] blah blah blah, rat tat tat tittle tattled and prattled on about the little metal bottle, she spat a bit of spittle...[Group protests]
Jim:Dwight!
Dwight:...In a bitter battle..Hey, hey! Stop questioning my methods, OK? I was chosen for this task for a very good reason.
Jim:No, you chose yourself.
Dwight:[walking away] Tricky siskel spat a bit of wicked biscuit....