Cliff: Yep! Hey, everybody, guess what? Today marks the beginning of my seventh year as a U.S. postal carrier.
Norm: Well, all right. Woody, I think that calls for a little drink on the house. What do you think, huh?
Woody: I think you're right, Mr. Peterson.
Norm: Yeah? Hey, what the hell, give Cliffie one, too.
Cliff: Hey. This guy, huh? Oh, yeah, imagine that. Seven years carrying the old bag around.
Norm: [snorts] Yeah, I know the feeling.