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Organic chemistry, I have come to realize, is equivalent to someone slicing a scalpel in the spaces between your fingers and then forcing you to crochet an afghan. Every move you make is tedious, meticulous, and horribly painful. But in the end, the atrocious, blood covered blanket could very well be the creation you are most proud of.
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Michael: I am going to donate to Afghanistanis with AIDS.
Jim Halpert: Whoa, I think you mean the Aid to Afghanistan.
Michael Scott: No, I mean Afghanistanis with AIDS.
Phyllis: Afghani.
Michael Scott: What?
Phyllis: Afghani.
Michael Scott: That's a dog.
Pam Beesly: No, that's Afghan.
Michael Scott: That's a shawl.
Dwight Schrute: Wait, canine AIDS?
Michael Scott: No, humans with AIDS.
Creed: Who has AIDS?
Jim Halpert: Guys, the "Afghan-istan-annis"!
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