If you ever wished you could remember Norm's greetings on Cheers, here
you go:
Sam: "What's shaking Norm?"
Norm: "All four cheeks & a couple of chins."
Sam: "What's new Normie?"
Norm: "Terrorists, Sam. They've taken over my stomach & they're
demanding beer."
Sam: "What'd you like Normie?"
Norm: "A reason to live. Give me another beer."
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."
Sam: "Hey Norm, how's the world been treating you?"
Norm: "Like a baby treats a diaper."
Woody: "What's the story Mr. Peterson?"
Norm: "The Bobbsey twins go to the brewery. Let's cut to the happy
ending."
Woody: "Hey Mr. Peterson, there's a cold one waiting for you."
Norm: "I know, if she calls, I'm not here."
Sam: "Beer, Norm?"
Norm: "Have I gotten that predictable? Good."
Sam: "Whatcha up to Norm?"
Norm: "My ideal weight if I were eleven feet tall."
Woody: "How's it going Mr. Peterson?"
Norm: "Poor."
Woody: "I'm sorry to hear that."
Norm: "No, I mean pour."
Sam: "How's life treating you Norm?"
Norm: "Like it caught me sleeping with its wife."
Sam: "What's going down, Normie?"
Norm: "My butt cheeks on that bar stool."
Woody: "Pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson?"
Norm: "Alright, but stop me at one... make that one-thirty."
Woody: "How's it going Mr. Peterson?"
Norm: "It's a dog eat dog world, Woody & I'm wearing Milk Bone
underwear."
Sam: "What's the story Norm?"
Norm: "Boy meets beer, boy drinks beer, boy meets another beer."
Woody: "What's going on Mr. Peterson?"
Norm: "The question is what's going in Mr. Peterson? A beer please,
Woody."
Woody: "Can I pour you a beer Mr. Peterson?"
Norm: "A little early isn't it, Woody?"
Woody: "For a beer?"
Norm: "No, for stupid questions."
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