The Office "Somebody did something bad to Michael's carpet. Maybe that's all we need to know." Oh, come now, Pam you know that's not how we do things here. Admittedly, I'm a little turned off that the bulk of this week's story revolves around some good old-fashioned potty humor (or, I suppose, looks-like-somebody-missed-the-potty humor), but seeing as how my adoration for all things Dunder-Mifflin knows no bounds, I'm more than willing to appreciate the episode's finer, non-poo-related points. For starters, how hilarious is Mindy Kaling? Finally, we get a major peek into background-player Kelly's world, from her closet engineer's shortcomings to her lusty designs on Ryan the temp. ("I mean, I'm not a slut, but who knows?") I daresay she's got the chops to enter into the sitcom motormouth pantheon, right up there with Six from

Blossom and Vanessa Huxtable's second-best friend, Kara. Meanwhile, Jim's continued looks of desperation to the camera (and by "camera," I mean me) offer up a subtle change this week amazingly enough, you can totally tell the difference between I-can't-believe-how-asinine-my-boss-is and I-can't-believe-my-coworker-won't-shut-up. Of course, the hopeless romantic in me (she's in there somewhere, I promise) finds a thousand times more pleasure in that tiniest of grins that crosses Jim's face as he realizes Pam hasn't been ignoring him all day, she's just been leaving him a series of delightfully banal voice mails. Trust me, Jim: You may be hearing "beep," but you and I both know that really means "I love you." It's like The Princess Bride, but with Post-its.