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     Coach: Can I draw you a beer, Norm?
     Norm:  No, I know what they look like.  Just pour me one.
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     Coach: How about a beer, Norm?
     Norm:  Hey I'm high on life, Coach.  Of course, beer is my life.
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     Coach: How's a beer sound, Norm?
     Norm:  I dunno.  I usually finish them before they get a word in.
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     Coach: What's up, Norm?
     Norm:  Corners of my mouth, Coach.
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     Coach:  What's shaking, Norm?
     Norm:   All four cheeks and a couple of chins, Coach.
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     Coach:  Beer, Normie?
     Norm:   Uh, Coach, I dunno, I had one this week.
             Eh, why not, I'm still young.
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     Coach:  Normie, Normie, could this be Vera?
     Norm:   With a lot of expensive surgery, maybe.
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     Coach:  What's up, Normie?
     Norm:   The temperature under my collar, Coach.
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     Coach:  What would you say to a nice beer, Normie?
     Norm:   Going down?
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     Coach:  What's up, Norm?
     Norm:   Everything that's supposed to be.
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     Sam:  What's new, Normie?
     Norm: Terrorists, Sam.  They've taken over my stomach.
           They're demanding beer.
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     Coach: What'll it be, Normie?
     Norm:  Just the usual Coach.  I'll have a froth of beer and a snor
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     Coach: What would you say to a beer, Normie?
     Norm:  Daddy wuvs you.
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     Sam:  What'd you like, Normie?
     Norm: A reason to live.  Gimme another beer.
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     Norm:  Afternoon, everybody.
     All:   Norm!
     Cliff: Afternoon, everybody.
     All:   [silence]
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     Sam:  What will you have, Norm?
     Norm: Well, I'm in a gambling mood, Sammy.  I'll take a glass of w
           comes out of that tap.
     Sam:  Oh, looks like beer, Norm.
     Norm: Call me Mister Lucky.
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     Sam:  What do you say, Norm?
     Norm: Any cheap, tawdry thing that'll get me a beer.
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     Sam:  What do you say to a beer, Normie?
     Norm: Hiya, sailor.  New in town?
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     Norm: [coming in from the rain] Evening, everybody.
     All:  Norm!  (Norman!)
     Sam:  Still pouring, Norm?
     Norm: That's funny, I was about to ask you the same thing.
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     Sam:   What's the good word, Norm?
     Norm:  Plop, plop, fizz, fizz.
     Sam:   Oh no, not the Hungry Heifer...
     Norm:  Yeah, yeah, yeah...
     Sam:   One heartburn cocktail coming up.
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     Sam:   Whaddya say, Norm?
     Norm:  Well, I never met a beer I didn't drink.  And down it goes.
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     Woody:  What's your pleasure, Mr. Peterson?
     Norm:   Boxer shorts and loose shoes.  But I'll settle for a beer.
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     Paul:  Hey Norm, how's the world been treating you?
     Norm:  Like a baby treats a diaper.
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     Norm:  Hey, everybody.
     All:   [silence; everybody is mad at Norm for being rich]
     Norm:  [carries on both sides of the conversation himself]
            Norm!   (Norman.)
            How are you feeling today, Mr. Peterson?
            Rich and thirsty.  Pour me a beer.
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     Norm:  Hey, everybody.
     Woody: Norm!  [nobody else in the bar says anything]
     Norm:  That's it, I'm leaving.
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     Woody:  Would you like a beer, Mr. Peterson?
     Norm:   No, I'd like a dead cat in a glass.
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     Sam:  How's life treating you?
     Norm: It's not, Sammy, but you can!
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     Woody:  Can I pour you a draft, Mr. Peterson?
     Norm:   A little early, isn't it Woody?
     Woody:  For a beer?
     Norm:   No, for stupid questions.
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     Woody:  What's the story, Mr. Peterson?
     Norm:   The Bobbsey twins go to the brewery.
             Let's cut to the happy ending.
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     Woody:  Hey, Mr. Peterson, there's a cold one waiting for you.
     Norm:   I know, and if she calls, I'm not here.
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     Sam:  Beer, Norm?
     Norm: Have I gotten that predictable?  Good.
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     Woody: What's going on, Mr. Peterson?
     Norm:  A flashing sign in my gut that says, ``Insert beer here.''
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     Woody: Hey, Mr. Peterson, Jack Frost nipping at your nose?
     Norm:  Yep, now let's get Joe Beer nipping at my liver, huh?
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     Woody: What's going on, Mr. Peterson?
     Norm:  Another layer for the winter, Wood.
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