Morning Mug Enjoyer Pillows

The Daily Commute

"Let's go watch TV I hear there are bowl games on."

"Ideas that jump from noggin when head not yet screwed on."

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.

Full English Breakfast.

'Ahhhh?I love the smell of a staff meeting in the morning!'

On Valentine's Day, sometimes you don't need cards, candy or flowers from the ones who love you.

"You're never home."

"Of course I've been drinking!"

Running Latte

Relaxing in front of a fire.

"How long have you been working from home, Mr. Farley?"

A good leader should be able to conceive and articulate goals that lift people out of their petty preoccupations...

Nothing like that first cup of coffee, eh, Frank?

Coffee-Rex: Even more irritable than a Tea-Rex.

'Vitamins A, B, C, D...Hey, Mom! - this cereal has all the recommended daily allowance of alphabet in it!'

Munch Master.

Artist is drawing a mug instead of the models.

"Dang it."

You're only as old as you feel!

"And then it hit me: I got up early for THIS? A slimy, cold worm? I HATE worms!"

Humpty Dumpty is sitting on a wall, Below is a man with a boiling pot waiting for him to land in it, Man is licking is lips, he has napkin on and is holding a knife and fork,

Have a nice downward spiral.

You should have come earlier, sir -- we're all out of worms.

"You asked for runny!"

"Al's a little careless, but he is our best salesman."

"I hate a sarcastic cup of coffee."

'Hey Dad - you're shaving with my transistor radio!'

'Let's take another look at the mugshots.'

Which Cup? 'Me' or 'Real Me'?

Lance, the more I drink, the funnier you get! That's why the Fusco brothers are starting a campaign urging Americans to pour beer over their breakfast cereal instead of milk, as they read the comics.

"Some days I wake up grumpy. Other days, I let him sleep."

'Well I see we both got our ugly sleep.'

'Cock-a-doodle... don't.'

''Friendship is priceless' . . . Thanks for the mug. . . but what's it for?'