Here Comes Treble

This year I decided to really get into the spirit of Halloween.

*** decision I've ever made.

My *** head went into the pumpkin no problem... but I can't get it out.

I mean, the pumpkin should rot off of my head in a month or two... right?

I'm Doctor Cinderella... Cece's really into princesses now, so we decided to turn them into positive female role models. I'm an oncologist.

And you are a dog. No, I'm a puppy. Dang it! I was worried that would happen.

Sure I am. I am... one of the Men In Black guys.

Unless he has a secret costume that he told everyone about except for me.

Getting a lot of mileage out of this, aren't you? Yeah, well, get used to it, bud.

I could have sworn I saw some Treble somewhere.

What lab did these little clones escape from?

You went to Cornell? Yeah. Okay, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Where you boys staying? How does it work in the rooms? You get a privacy partition?

They might actually call me up to solo on George Michael's Faith. That was one of my signature songs.

I'm eating Jims. Must eat more Jims.

Hello, little pill. What do you do?

Translation, there's a madman in our midst.

I'm Sexy Toby. Gross. I love it.

This is a pill that combats insanity, okay? Whoever is taking it is not only insane... they are now off their meds.

I once saw him yell at Phyllis for sneezing wrong.

When I got the nickname Boner Champ, that is when I became me.

Did you say you've got AIDS? No, I don't have AIDS. That's not what I said.

You at least want to know why they call me Boner Champ? I thought Broccoli Rob was the Boner Champ.

Andy Bernard is the Boner Champ.

We were thinking somewhere between $5,000, $10,000. I can do the full $10,000. We should just... all in.

Smear some peanut butter on my forehead. You know, to protect his brain from the nanobots that the government put in the air conditioning.

I can't really picture it. Can you get it on there? Yeah. And maybe get the cheeks.

I had sex with a snowman. I just went at that thing. Cold would've stopped most people, but I stayed locked in.

And I told Phyllis not to put it out, but she insisted, so anyway...

Actually, I'm the electoral college. Ouch! Right on target.

Are... are you me? Yeah. I thought I'd, you know, be you.

I have anxiety all the time. Every waking moment of my life is sheer torture.

Cool, free upper. Ha, ha! The jig is up, psychopath!

Man, by the end, I guess it was... about ten. 'About' ten? Ten. It was the full $10,000.

That's what she said. What, am I overdoing it?

No, do not sing that. Do not... man.

I thought you were Adam Lambert.

They said they needed 20 ccs of George Michael, stat, so just... wham! I sprang into action.

You pick 12 alums from any year to back you up and I'll do the same, and I'm so confident that I'll win, I won't even warm up.

Why don't you ask Trey Anastasio about my pipes? He said, and I quote, 'hey, Rob, nice pipes.'

You literally have to? No, I'm just... I'm saying, what would happen if they didn't sing it? Would they go to jail? Would they be shot?

It turns out Pam really, really hates Monster Mash. I mean, like, never bring that song up in front of her.

If I am not Boner Champ... I don't know who I am.

Her name is 'mom.'

He's just having a tough time, being wifeless and a high-pressure job and his crazy cousin Mose. Other cousin Mose.

My parents are broke.