Drinks Decanter Gifts

"May I say, sir, the staff and I just knew you'd see through that Beaujolais."

"It's almost 5 o'clock! Where the hell is my vodka app?!"

"This place has the best happy hour."

"Actually, make that a double cream."

"I'll bet your're a Taurus. Right?"

'Think I preferred the old Irish barman.'

On holiday.

"Another dry scotch Manhattan, Mike. Make it a double."

Selling lemon latt�

Cat Nip.

'We like the occasional drink on the patio.'

'No ice.'

'Steak Ted?'

Like, Latte. So that's a vanilla almond with soy, extra foam, whipped cream, nutmeg, and caramel. Leave room for coffee?

Low-Energy Drinks

"OK. . .stain, aspirin, water tablet, B12 vitamin, and whisky."

"Moments like this make me glad I taught you how to fetch mojitos."

Yoga vs. Prosecco

Beers

"I've tasted better myself, but you've got to admit the service is good."

"Wait, those crunchy, cheesy little fish thingies are free?!"

Drink for me and my hot mamma. Now! We don't serve beer. Latte. Two, punk! Decaf. You don't want to see him angry. Also, low-foam and soy milk would be great. You don't want to see him gassy. Can I get one of those little Twizzler sticks to stir it with? Cube of brown sugar, please. And one nonfat blueberry scone! Two! I'd like to see how John Wayne would've ordered a fancy coffee drink.

The Alpha Seltzer

"Two burgers, two fries, two martinis—and we'll have those to go."

"Ever feel like even when you're barking at something you're still barking at nothing?"

A cat pours himself a gin and tonic.

Margarita

'Man...You age great!'

The Beer Garden of Eden: "This hard cider is life-changing. Try a sip."

It's our new twin-handle beer mug. It's for manly, two-fisted drinkers, as well as weaklings like you who can't lift it with one hand.

'Fancy us all being afraid of wasps when there's a WHOLE nest of 'em in my drinks cabinet!'

"800 years old?!! - Gosh... you must be feeling very 'long-in-the tooth."

"I'll have another Rob Roy and a cup of coffee for my friend here."

'This wine is dreadful - try some.'

The last song before the party exploded.