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⚡ 🐳 🐛 🎁 🍖 🎫 💃 🚙 🐟 👑 🥞 🏓 ⛳ 👾 💛 📗
I'm not under the alkafluence of inkahol
that some thinkle peep I am.
It's just the drunker I sit here the longer I get.
[Norm returns from the hospital.]
Coach: What's up, Norm?
Norm: Everything that's supposed to be.
-- Cheers, Diane Meets Mom
Sam: What's new, Normie?
Norm: Terrorists, Sam. They've taken over my stomach. They're demanding beer.
-- Cheers, The Heart is a Lonely Snipehunter
Coach: What'll it be, Normie?
Norm: Just the usual, Coach. I'll have a froth of beer and a snorkel.
-- Cheers, King of the Hill
💗 🍇 ⚡ 🐊 🌋 🍧 🎁 🌳 🐠 🚘 🏀 💎 📀 🎄 💚 🚕