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Coach: What would you say to a beer, Normie?
Norm:  Daddy wuvs you.
                -- Cheers, The Mail Goes to Jail

Sam:  What'd you like, Normie?
Norm: A reason to live.  Gimme another beer.
                -- Cheers, Behind Every Great Man

Sam:  What will you have, Norm?
Norm: Well, I'm in a gambling mood, Sammy.  I'll take a glass
      of whatever comes out of that tap.
Sam:  Oh, looks like beer, Norm.
Norm: Call me Mister Lucky.
                -- Cheers, The Executive's Executioner

Coach: What's up, Norm?
Norm:  Corners of my mouth, Coach.
                -- Cheers, Fortune and Men's Weights

Coach:  What's shaking, Norm?
Norm:   All four cheeks and a couple of chins, Coach.
                -- Cheers, Snow Job

Coach:  Beer, Normie?
Norm:   Uh, Coach, I dunno, I had one this week.
        Eh, why not, I'm still young.
                -- Cheers, Snow Job

COBOL:
        An exercise in Artificial Inelegance.

COBOL:
        Completely Over and Beyond reason Or Logic.

COBOL is for morons.
                -- Edsger W. Dijkstra

Cobol programmers are down in the dumps.

COBOL programs are an exercise in Artificial Inelegance.

Coding is easy;  All you do is sit staring at a
terminal until the drops of blood form on your forehead.

Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum --
I think that I think, therefore I think that I am.
                -- Ambrose Bierce

Cohen's Law:
        There is no bottom to worse.