Cheers!
I was walking in downtown Boston the other day, when I decided to stop by a local bar and get a drink. I walked down the stairs leading to the door and met the most pale-looking woman I have ever seen. I said hello, and she greeted me in return. I then opened the door and stepped in. Then, to my surprise, the entire bar yelled out, "Tschuk!" I walked over to a stool at the far end of the bar and sat down. A young bartender was cleaning out a beer mug. He said, "Evening Tschuk!, what's goin' down?" and suddenly, without thinking about it, I replied, "Pass one down here and I'll show you." The room filled with laughter. I still didn't quite know what was going on. Then this dweebie looking mailman approached me and said, "Say, did you know that that tasty brew that you're drinking is made with all artificial coloring?" And this short waitress walked by and says to him, "Yeah, so's your personality." And the bar filled with laughter again. I was getting more and more confused. Suddenly this guy walked out of the lady's room, and started flirting with this woman. He said, "I bet you'd like a piece of Malone Pie." But she said, "No thanks, I'm on a diet." Roaring laughter. I couldn't believe it! Here I was, in the middle of a Cheers rerun. I said to the bartender, "Say, Woody, I bet that my bar tab is so thick, you couldn't burn the whole thing with just one match." He said, "You're on, Tschuk!, but...golly, I can't seem to find your tab." Then Rebecca walked in and said, "There, I've gotten Tschuk!'s entire beer tab onto the computer. Now we don't have to worry about misplacing it." But this time, the crowd did not laugh. Instead, the whole bar went completely dark, except for some neon orange lights that showed the names of three men. And some loud clarinet started playing, and we cut to commercial.
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