That they were tying to mess with Frasier that woody knew how to make anything and norm (or Cliff) orders it. I want to say the blue cucumber but I can't remember

screaming viking i think

you were right but it DID have a cucumber in it. But there were messing with another bartender not Frasier

from urban dictionary.

screaming viking

a drink that exists, ironically, because it didn't exist. On an episode of "Cheers," they stump a cocky bartender who says he can make any drink, by ordering a "Screaming Viking." Woody make it up though: 1 oz lime juice, 1 celery stalk, 1 cucumber spear. Stir with ice, strain, garnish.

Carla: One screaming viking coming up. Would you like the cucumber bruised?

I thought this thread was going to be about Veggie Boy.

"You can really taste the kale!"

Would you like your cucumber bruised?


D'oh! Didn't see that Brennus already posted that.

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I loved that show.

I think this thread needs some classic Cheers quotes...

Sam: What'll you have Normie?
Norm: Well, I'm in a gambling mood Sammy. I'll take a glass of whatever comes out of that tap.
Sam: Looks like beer, Norm.
Norm: Call me Mister Lucky.

Woody: Pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Alright, but stop me at one. Make that one-thirty.

And maybe my all time favorite....

Coach: [answering the phone] Cheers. Ok, wait a minute, I'll check. Is there an "Ernie Pantusso" here?
Sam: That's YOU Coach.
Coach: Speaking.

What are you up to, Norm?
My ideal weight if I were eleven feet tall.

Dangit Old Style! You took mine!

What'll you have, Mr. Peterson?
It's a little early, isn't it, Woody?
For a beer?
No, for stupid questions.

Norm: You know what's important in my life, Sam?

Sam: Beer, Norm?

Norm: Sure, I've got time for another.

Bar: NORM!!
Sam: What's up Norm?
Norm: My nipples! It's freezing out there.


Carla: Why does Cliff have baby lotion in his bathroom
Norm: He says it keeps dogs from biting on his root.
Carla: His what?!
Norm: His mail route!

Cliff: I'm ashamed God made me a man.
Carla: I don't think God's doing any bragging about that either.

It's a dog eat dog world, and I'm wearing milkbone underwear!

Woody: Jack Frost nipping at your toes, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Yeah, now let's get Joe Beer nipping at my liver

Coach: How's life treating you Norm?
Norm: Like it caught me in bed with its wife.

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.

Stranger: Man, I haven't been in this bar in years. So much stuff has changed. There used to be a pool table over there.

Sam: Over where?

Stranger: Oh, over there behind Norm.

Cliff:

I wonder if you know that the harp is a predecessor of the modern day guitar. Early minstrels were much larger people. In fact, they had hands the size of small dogs.

It's a little known fact that smartest animal is a pig. Scientists say if pigs had thumbs and a language, they could be trained to do simple manual labor. They give you 20-30 years of loyal service and then at their retirement dinner you can eat them.

Screaming Viking...Awesome!!!

"Want the cucumber bruised?"
"Slightly."
Woody taps it on the bar.

CLASSIC!!!

Woody: What's going on, Mr Peterson?

Norm: I think you should be more concerned with what's going IN Mr Peterson.


I forgot about the Screaming Viking!!! Classic!

Norm: It's a dog eat dog world, and I'm wearing Milk Bone underwear

Does cheers still come on tv? That and coach?

Women...Can't live with 'em...Pass the beer nuts.

funniest, wittiest sitcom of all time

Coach and Sam studying geography:

Al-ban-ia, Al-ban-ia, you bor-der on the A-dri-atic

I have always remembered that jingle and it pays off for me about every 10 years. (That about how often Albania and its bordering sea come up in discussions in my life)

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Great thread. Cheers was the best sitcom of the 80s. It comes on TV Land (the greatest channel in all of cable) at 7:00 AM of all times.

"Can I draw you a beer, Norm ?"
"No, I know what they look like. Just pour me one."

"How's a beer sound, Norm?"
"I dunno. I usually finish them before they get a word in."

"What's shaking, Norm?"
"All four cheeks and a couple of chins."

"What would you say to a nice beer, Normie?"
"Going Down?"

"What's new, Normie?"
"Terrorists, Sam. They've taken over my stomach and they're demanding beer."

"What'll it be, Normie?"
"Just the usual Coach. I'll have a froth of beer and a snorkel."

"What would you say to a beer, Normie?"
"Daddy wuvs you."

"What'd you like, Normie?"
"A reason to live. Give me another beer."

"What'll you have, Normie?"
"Well, I'm in a gambling mood Sammy. I'll take a glass of whatever comes out of that tap."
"Looks like beer, Norm."
"Call me Mister Lucky."

"What'd you say, Norm?"
"Any cheap, tawdry thing that will get me a beer."

"What would you say to a beer, Norm?"
"Hiya, sailor. New in town?"

(Coming in from the rain)
"Evening everybody."
Everybody: "Norm!"
"Still pouring, Norm?"
"That's funny, I was about to ask you the same thing."

"Whaddya say, Norm?"
"Well, I never met a beer I didn't drink."

"Hey Norm, how's the world been treating you?"
"Like a baby treats a diaper."

"Would you like a beer Mr.. Peterson?"
"No, I'd like a dead cat in a glass."

"How's life treating you?"
"It's not, Sammy, but you can."

"What's the story, Mr. Peterson?"
"The Bobbsey twins go to the brewery. Let's cut to the happy ending."

"Hey Mr. Peterson, there's a cold one waiting for you."
"I know, if she calls, I'm not here."

"Beer, Norm?"
"Have I gotten that predictable? Good."

"What's going on, Mr. Peterson?"
"A flashing sign in my gut that says, 'Insert beer here.'"

"Hey Mr. Peterson, Jack Frost nipping at your nose?"
"Yep, now let's get Joe Beer nipping at my liver, huh?"

"What's going on, Mr. Peterson?"
"Another layer for the winter, Wood."

"Whatcha up to, Norm?"
"My ideal weight if I were eleven feet tall."

"How's it going Mr. Peterson?"
"Poor."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"No, I mean pour."

"How's life treating you, Norm?"
"Like it caught me sleeping with its wife."

"Women. Can't live with 'em ... pass the beer nuts."

"What's going down, Normie?"
"My butt cheeks on that bar stool."

"Pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson?"
"Alright, but stop me at one....make that one-thirty."

"How's it going Mr. Peterson?"
"It's a dog eat dog world, Woody and I'm wearing Milk Bone underwear.

"What's the story, Norm?"
"Boy meets beer. Boy drinks beer. Boy meets another beer."

"How's about a beer, Norm?"
"That's that amber sudsy stuff, right? I've heard good things about it!"

"What's going on, Mr. Peterson?"
"The question is, `what's going 'in' Mr. Peterson?" A beer, please, Woody."

"Can I pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson?"
"A little early isn't it, Woody?"
"For a beer?" "No, for stupid questions."

Hairy Buffalo