Norm: Cliff, come on, you've had a lot to drink. What do you say I drive you home? Come on.
Cliff: Ah, Normie, that's great of you. You're a real friend, you know that? You're just a pal when you need one. If I ever have kids, I'm going to name them after you. Even if they're girls.
Norm: Please, I'm just gonna give you a ride home.
Cliff: Yeah, but I'm going to throw up in your car.