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[Norm is angry.]
Woody: What can I get you, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Clifford Clavin's head.
-- Cheers, The Triangle
Sam: Hey, what's happening, Norm?
Norm: Well, it's a dog-eat-dog world, Sammy,
and I'm wearing Milk-Bone underwear.
-- Cheers, The Peterson Principle
Sam: How's life in the fast lane, Normie?
Norm: Beats me, I can't find the on-ramp.
-- Cheers, Diane Chambers Day
I'm not under the alkafluence of inkahol
that some thinkle peep I am.
It's just the drunker I sit here the longer I get.
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