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Lotto Quote Browse By Tag Video\ And it's not me. I got passed over, God knows why, reasons I cannot and will not understand. Darryl: He died. Andy: No.
Jim: What if he jumps out the window and runs away? Oscar: Shh! Stay there, stay. Dwight: Nein. Jim: Oscar, what do you wanna do, this is kinda your deal.
You wanna dog? Oscar: [Oscar pokes holes in cardboard now taped over window] There we go. That should do it.
Jim: Nice job. Dwight: Bye poochie! Kelly: Bye. Shot shows him passed out on his steering wheel. Like, what did they each win? Pam: Awesome.
Dwight: Before taxes. Andy: The warehouse crew won the lottery yesterday. Nine hundred and fifty thousand dollars. And then they quit!
This is all on my shoulders. Darryl: [On phone] Hello? When I got promoted I stop-…what? Yeah, Glenn won…. Oh, you wanna call him?
Yeah, you should call him, congratulate him. Oh, you know what? I might have it right- [hangs up] Whoops. Darryl: When I worked in the warehouse, I was part of that lotto pool.
They won … playing my birthday. Oscar: What really interests me is the group dynamic of six people winning the lottery.
This will not end well. Phyllis: Yeah. Oscar: At least. Somewhere I could bike to or kayak to. Pam: And then on the weekends, would you hacky sack back to reality and spend time with your wife and kids?
Jim: Whoa. I thought you liked Maine? You know? And just gather ideas for my painting… Kelly: Oh, god. Pam: And then my handsome husband… Jim: Which ideally would be me….
Pam: Would bring me a flavored coffee. Jim: Stop. Kelly: I think I would keep working. And for my salary I guess I would take like a dollar a year….
You can chill. Andy: Are you kidding me?! I feel sympathy for the jerks who have to listen to this all day. Andy: What d-?
Wuh, do we have new guys, or what? Darryl: No. Andy: Are they on their way over? Phyllis: What? No warehouse guys? I have an important order that has to go out by five.
I emailed you about it. Four hour work week. Andy: This is kinda time sensitive. Darryl: I got it. Phyllis: Andy, this is a seriously big order.
Phyllis: No.. Is chivalry dead? Andy: Are you volunteering? Oscar: Of course. I would. But my hip…. I would kill to be at a hundred percent.
Jim: Uh, yeah. You are so not…oh god. Andy, I will volunteer. Andy: Great. And Kevin. Kevin: Good old Kevin. Well guess what?
I will not do a good job. Pam: Oh, thank you. Angela: Sure. Pam: Wait, wait. And I said sorry. Pam: Oh come on. Darryl: When did I get so fat? Andy: You look awesome.
Andy: Where are we in the process? Darryl: I have a file of applicants here. Andy: Did you go out celebrating with the guys last night?
Darryl: The guys did invite me out to celebrate but I decided to just stay home. Eat a bunch of tacos in my basement.
Andy: You do have a fantastic basement. Darryl: I did. I did have a fantastic basement. Now it smells like tacos. Settles at the lowest point.
Andy: Right. Check it out. There ya go…there he is. Andy: That is not Darryl. I suspect probably our Darryl is inside of fat Darryl.
Jim: OK. Three hundred boxes of twenty pound white. Dwight: Negative! Three hundred boxes for me, zero for you chumps. Deal with it! Kevin: Damn!
Erin screams. Dwight leaves forklift and begins lifting boxes by hand. Andy: Welcome, everybody! My name is Andy and this is my other brother Darryl.
No Newhart fans? OK…Darryl, how do we usually kick these things off? Darryl: You mean what did we do the last time the warehouse won the lottery?
Female Applicant: Your old crew won the lottery? Andy: Does anyone have experience? Shelving, storing, keeping track. What do we use, the Dewey Decimal system?
Male Applicant 1: Wait, wait. When it comes to lottery and Gambling the first name which came in our mind is Las Vegas.
Las Vegas is hub of casino. People enjoy their weekends and vacations in Vegas casino. Many people have tested their luck in Las Vegas and some of them failed and rests have made history by winning thousands of dollars.
Big Companies and clothing brand are providing lottery tickets to their customers and they also reward them with good prizes and sweepstakes. It was probable that there were some millions of proles for whom the Lottery was the principal if not the only reason for remaining alive.
It was their delight, their folly, their anodyne, their intellectual stimulant. Where the Lottery was concerned, even people who could barely read and write seemed capable of intricate calculations and staggering feats of memory.
There was a whole tribe of men who made their living simply by selling systems, forecasts, and lucky amulets. Winston had nothing to do with the Lottery, which was managed by the Ministry of Plenty, but he was aware indeed everyone in the party was aware that the prizes were largely imaginary.
Only small sums were actually paid out, the winners of the big prizes being nonexistent persons. Before that lottery ticket won the jackpot, someone had to buy it.
Now, just stay off the floor. After all—aside from winning the lottery—all any of us can ever really hope for is more days spent standing tall than spent in pieces on the floor.
Someone has to win. Scott, Poor Little Rich Dude. Remember how I always buy lunchtime Scratch-Off ticket? Have I said?
Maybe did not say? Well, every Friday, to reward self for good week, I stop at store near home, treat self to Butterfinger, plus Scratch-Off ticket.
Sometimes, if hard week, two Butterfingers. Sometimes, if very hard week, three Butterfingers. But, if three Butterfingers, no Scratch-Off. But Friday won ten grand!!
On Scratch-Off! Dropped both Butterfingers, stood there holding dime used to scratch, mouth hanging open.
Kind of reeled into magazine rack. Guy at register took ticket, read ticket, said, Winner!