Being famous is wicked, but being normal is better.
What makes me unique is that I'm normal.
I don't know what 'normal' means, anyway.
My PSA was normal but the DRE indicated there may be a problem.
I am normally the manly-ish girl on the planet.
I'd like to be seen as a normal, attractive person with good values.
When I think of normality I think of mediocrity
CO2 is not a pollutant in any normal definition of the term.
I've definitely accepted the fact that I'm not normal.
Normal is not something to aspire to, it's something to get away from.
Normally, it's difficult for me to watch a movie that I'm in.
I've auditioned for normal characters. But I never get cast.
It was hard enough to drive those heavy old cars back then under normal circumstances, but with a crazed monkey clawing you at the same time, it becomes nearly impossible!
Normally I tell the truth whether it's nice or not.
Mrs. Gump: What's normal anyways?
I am a normal guy.
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