salmoneous
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Cheers! A few quotes from Norm
Sam: What'll you have Normie?
Norm: Well, I'm in a gambling mood Sammy. I'll take a glass of whatever comes out of that tap.
Sam: Looks like beer, Norm.
Norm: Call me Mister Lucky.
Woody: Pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Alright, but stop me at one. Make that one-thirty.
Woody: What's going on, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: The question is what's going *in* Mr. Peterson. A beer please, Woody.
Norm: It's a dog eat dog world, and I'm wearing Milkbone underwear.
Sam: What are you up to, Norm?
Norm: My ideal weight... if I were 11 feet tall.
Cliff: Hey, Norm, What's up?
Norm: My blood-alcohol level.
Woody: What's up?
Norm: The warranty on my liver.
Sam: Hey, Norm, can I get you a beer?
Norm: Beer? Isn't that the amber-colored, carbonated liquid? I've heard good things about it.
Coach: What's new, Norm?
Norm: I need something to hold me over until my second beer.
Coach: How about a first beer?
Norm: That'll work.
Norm: Morning, everybody!
Woody: Beer, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Little early in the day isn't it, Woody?
Woody: Little early for a beer?
Norm: No, for stupid questions.
Sam: What'll you have Normie?
Norm: Well, I'm in a gambling mood Sammy. I'll take a glass of whatever comes out of that tap.
Sam: Looks like beer, Norm.
Norm: Call me Mister Lucky.
Woody: Pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Alright, but stop me at one. Make that one-thirty.
Woody: What's going on, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: The question is what's going *in* Mr. Peterson. A beer please, Woody.
Norm: It's a dog eat dog world, and I'm wearing Milkbone underwear.
Sam: What are you up to, Norm?
Norm: My ideal weight... if I were 11 feet tall.
Cliff: Hey, Norm, What's up?
Norm: My blood-alcohol level.
Woody: What's up?
Norm: The warranty on my liver.
Sam: Hey, Norm, can I get you a beer?
Norm: Beer? Isn't that the amber-colored, carbonated liquid? I've heard good things about it.
Coach: What's new, Norm?
Norm: I need something to hold me over until my second beer.
Coach: How about a first beer?
Norm: That'll work.
Norm: Morning, everybody!
Woody: Beer, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Little early in the day isn't it, Woody?
Woody: Little early for a beer?
Norm: No, for stupid questions.
