Pam is the human resources director at ISIS. She's a tad overweight and grew up on a dairy farm, both of which the gang loves to make fun of her for. She talks people through a dolphin hand puppet.
Her main goal in life? To get anyone, male or female, at ISIS to sleep with her. That's not very HR of her.
Cheryl: You're not my supervisor!
Pam: Shut up! We're going to go to prison.
Cheryl: No, we're not. Say the right stuff and they just send you to a mental hospital for ten months.
Gilette: I just this second realize why you do macrame instead of knitting.
Cheryl: Yeah, no sharp weapons on the ward. They were really strict about that.
Pam: What a hunk
Cheryl: Total sploosh.
Lana: Yeah, gotta give him a sploosh.
Gillette: And whatever my equivalent of sploosh. Which I guess is just sploosh. Only with semen.