If there was one thing that Michael Scott liked more than a bad pun, it was a clichéd, outdated, terrible pun. If Andy had looked more like Ryan, Michael would have considered asking Tinky Winky how he felt about polyamory. "I~~~...LOVE it!" he exclaimed, pumping his fist a couple of times.

But, of course, he had to add something once again. "And we should have another keg, but that one filled with vodka." One could spend a good while debating which was less classy: serving up screwdrivers keg style in order to drum up business or buying one's employees a couple dozen bottles of vodka to make up for ruining the office Christmas party (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas_Party_(The_Office)). "And the label on that keg should say..." Michael, too, paused for dramatic effect, or perhaps it was to think about just what he'd say next. "...'I Vodka Buy Paper from Dunder-Mifflin!'"

What was a good word for something worse than terrible?