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Preserve Wildlife! Throw a party today!
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Recipe for a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster:
(1) Take the juice from one bottle of Ol' Janx Spirit
(2) Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of
Santraginus V (Oh, those Santraginean fish!)
(3) Allow 3 cubes of Arcturan Mega-gin to melt into the
mixture (properly iced or the benzine is lost.)
(4) Allow four liters of Fallian marsh gas to bubble through it.
(5) Over the back of a silver spoon, float a measure of
Qualactin Hypermint extract.
(6) Drop in the tooth of an Algolian Suntiger. Watch it dissolve.
(7) Sprinkle Zamphuor.
(8) Add an olive.
(9) Drink... but... very carefully...
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Riffle West Virginia is so small that the Boy Scout had to double as the
town drunk.
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Romance, like alcohol, should be enjoyed, but should not be allowed to
become necessary.
-- Edgar Friedenberg
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Said the attractive, cigar-smoking housewife to her girl-friend: "I got
started one night when George came home and found one burning in the ashtray."
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Sam: What do you know there, Norm?
Norm: How to sit. How to drink. Want to quiz me?
-- Cheers, Loverboyd
Sam: Hey, how's life treating you there, Norm?
Norm: Beats me. ... Then it kicks me and leaves me for dead.
-- Cheers, Loverboyd
Woody: How would a beer feel, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Pretty nervous if I was in the room.
-- Cheers, Loverboyd
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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.
-- Cheers, I'll Gladly Pay You Tuesday
Sam: Whaddya say, Norm?
Norm: Well, I never met a beer I didn't drink. And down it goes.
-- Cheers, Love Thy Neighbor
Woody: What's your pleasure, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Boxer shorts and loose shoes. But I'll settle for a beer.
-- Cheers, The Bar Stoolie
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Sam: What do you say, Norm?
Norm: Any cheap, tawdry thing that'll get me a beer.
-- Cheers, Birth, Death, Love and Rice
Sam: What do you say to a beer, Normie?
Norm: Hiya, sailor. New in town?
-- Cheers, Woody Goes Belly Up
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.
-- Cheers, Diane's Nightmare
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Sam: What's going on, Normie?
Norm: My birthday, Sammy. Give me a beer, stick a candle in
it, and I'll blow out my liver.
-- Cheers, Where Have All the Floorboards Gone
Woody: Hey, Mr. P. How goes the search for Mr. Clavin?
Norm: Not as well as the search for Mr. Donut.
Found him every couple of blocks.
-- Cheers, Head Over Hill
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Sam: What's new, Norm?
Norm: Most of my wife.
-- Cheers, The Spy Who Came in for a Cold One
Coach: Beer, Norm?
Norm: Naah, I'd probably just drink it.
-- Cheers, Now Pitching, Sam Malone
Coach: What's doing, Norm?
Norm: Well, science is seeking a cure for thirst. I happen
to be the guinea pig.
-- Cheers, Let Me Count the Ways
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