Classic show

The best shows were with Diane. Rebecca was okay, but the tension between Sam and Diane was funny.

the last episode that was on started with an old man wandering into the bar, 70 or 80 years old. Sam asked if he could help him. He said "I haven't been in this bar in 25 years."

He then walked up to the bar and said, "OH, hey Norm!"

LMFAO!!!!!!

Country

Norm's awesome!

Coach: Can I draw you a beer, Norm?

Norm: No, I know what they look like. Just pour me one.

Coach: How about a beer, Norm?

Norm: Hey, I’m high on life, Coach. Of course, beer is my life.

Coach: How’s a beer sound, Norm?

Norm: I dunno. I usually finish them before they get a word in.

Coach: What’s shaking, Norm?

Norm: All four cheeks and a couple of chins, Coach.

Coach: Beer, Normie?

Norm: Uh, Coach, I dunno, I had one this week. Eh, why not, I’m still young.

[Norm comes in with an attractive woman.]

Coach: Normie, could this be Vera? (Norm’s wife).

Norm: With a lot of expensive surgery, maybe.

Coach: What’s up, Normie?

Norm: The temperature under my collar, Coach.

Coach: What would you say to a nice beer, Normie?

Norm: Going down?

Coach: What’s up, Norm?

Norm: Everything that’s supposed to be.

Sam: What’s new, Normie?

Norm: Terrorists, Sam. They’ve taken over my stomach. They’re demanding beer.

Coach: What’ll it be, Normie?

Norm: Just the usual, Coach. I’ll have a froth of beer and a snorkel.

Coach: What would you say to a beer, Normie?

Norm: Daddy wuvs you.

Sam: What’d you like, Normie?

Norm: A reason to live. Gimme another beer.

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.

:raining outside and Norm walks in:

Sam: Hey Norm. Is it still pouring?

Norm: Funny, I was about to ask you the same thing.

One afternoon at Cheers, Cliff Clavin was explaining the Buffalo Theory to his buddy Norm. and here's how it went:

Well ya see, Norm, it's like this... A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members.

In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first.

In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers.

Coach: What are you up to Norm?

Norm: My ideal weight... if I was 11 feet tall.