Michael Scott Memes Novels & Stories

Scott said but the reply was silence only Mike's panting and groaning could be heard. Scott walked slowly to Mike and grabbed him by his hair, dragging him up slowly. "You're feeling so much pain, right?" Scott said as he slapped him repeatedly. "I'll make things easy for you, I'll cut your mother fucking thing off. Then you wouldn't have to have sex anymore, isn't that better?" Scott said as he laughed evilly. "Please,have mercy. I just did what I was told" Mike cried as he held Scott's shirt, pleading for mercy.

She replied sadly. "Are you kidding me, that is what friends are for. I'm your best friend. I'd always be worried about you, baby girl. Just rest and focus on getting better. Fuck all of this." Mikel stated. "How I wish I can? Scott's dead." She stated sadly. "Well, at least now we know his gone for good." Mikel teased and Patricia laughed. “We wouldn’t be left wondering where he run off.” "You're crazy." She stated. "I'm hungry."

He mumbled within his breath while Liam laughed in a low tone and then opened his lips to speak "You sure about that huh?" Liam snapped at Red mantis who had a smirk on his face while Scott took off his shirt and squatted low before Liam. Liam who wasted no time smiled and in a flash, thrust his hand into the lower back of Scott who gasped as their body began glowing

Mike said " Yep let her be... We should go now or else we will be late." " Yeah." They said and we walked to the class " Ohh it was so bad!" Miles said laughing," I can imagine her not finding the third hall." " But let me say, man, she is so beautiful and hot." Scott commented I glared at him and said in a threatening tone, " Eyes off of her scott " " Easy man! It's just a complement." " Hmm, better be. Anyway, let's get in." I said as I got inside with them

Marco started but then glanced at Scott as they both high-fived, "But where's the fun in that, huh? So I tossed that thought into the fucking bin." "That's my brother, promise me that you'll never betray me like these two have," Scott said to him. "Betrayal?! It's called Love, Scott, you should try it sometime," Evangeline snapped at him. "I'd rather cut off my own dick," he laughed, he then made a cross sign, "RIP to all the pussies that could have gotten Lorenzo's dick."

"It would have been quite a day, don't you think?" "You are one mean fellow, Dolph," Michael said as he seemed to get ready to hang up and get back to whatever it was that he had been doing at that point. "It's clear that you don't value our friendship. And besides, what would you do if the face of your casino is on a humiliating meme."

Maybe I should gamble when we go to Las Vegas. My face felt on fire when I saw Noah's tie. A tie that was very silly indeed. It had Prison Mike's face, a reference from The Office when Michael Scott tries to scare the employees of Dunder Mifflin straight (which was a nod to another show where prisoners would meet troubled teens and "scare them straight" aka on to the right path). It was not a dollar store tie. It was silk and the pattern was perfect with the meme used all over the internet whether people knew the show reference or not.

“He’s not my sidekick. He’s my best friend. We’ve been tight since we were kids. I don’t know why you and Xavier can’t get that through your heads.” “Because he acts like a nerd.” Leo tilted his chin toward the living room. We both turned. Scott was perched at the edge of the sofa inside, one leg crossed neatly over the other, munching on popcorn with his left hand while his right arm rested in its sling. His attention was locked on the football match blaring from the flat screen. He looked… completely unbothered. Leo snorted. “See? He even eats popcorn like a retiree. And he acts like some old married guy who hates going out.”

Scott chuckled. "I just wanted to say, you have the sexiest ass I've ever seen." The statement suddenly raised her eyebrows. "Oh yes?" "Really!" exclaimed the man reassuringly. “Like a grade A melon” "So, you're saying I have melon butts?" Grace burst out laughing. Instead of laughing along, Scott just snorted in disgust. "Why even laugh at it?" Scott put on a sulky look. "I'm serious, you know." "I'm laughing because I'm happy," Grace said, stirring the golden liquid in the cup in her hand. "You're the first person to openly give such a compliment, be very specific."

Finally someone with a real sense of humour. Michael: I could come get you on Sunday if you want. Rescue mission. No cape, just my car and possibly fries. Me: God, yes. Please do. If I hear one more tech joke I'm actually going to kill myself Michael: Done. I’ll bring music and judgmental glares. Me: You're my favorite person right now. Michael: I know. Just don’t tell my mom. She still thinks I peaked in high school. Me: cross my heart My chest eased. Just a little.