Party Pooper Mugs

"Right now, I'm between naps."

'Thanks for the invitation, but I can never seem to find the energy to party...'

'You don't really want to go to this party, do you?'

'You'll have to excuse Gerald. He's not so much the party animal these days.'

He's shy. I always have to drag him to these things, kicking and screaming.

Child's Birthday: 'More junk, I bet!'

Boom-cha-cha boom-cha-cha boom-cha-cha - 'Gah! It's 2 am for fluff's sake!!!' - 'Boom-cha-cha boom-cha-cha' - 'Hello, police? There's a loud party going on opposite my house.' - 'Boom-cha-cha boom-cha-cha' - 'It's not fair. They're having so much more f

'This is the last time that I go to a party for Economists.'

"This party has no atmosphere."

"We really must be going. Phillip has an uncanny sense of when to leave a party."

"Not a chance."

'Actually, I hate places like this.'

'Your wife didn't do this. I'd recognize your handwriting anywhere.'

'Some party, eh?'

'I hate the new vicar's cheese and wine parties.'

Yawning Party.

Happy New Year! Hope you can stay up for it!

'I got a prize for being the first to leave the party.'

"Man, this party's boring... do you think we oughta add a laugh track?"

"Ah...Good morning Sir, we're from the 'couldn't give a toss party."

"I'm here to complain about the noise."

"I...hate...pinata parties."

"Do you call this a party! I've been to livelier funerals!"

"Oh no! - Here comes ol' Mr. Doom an' Gloom. . ."

"Can I can go to a party?"

"Dreadful party, nobody to talk to!"

"I know it's only been a little while since we've been allowed to mingle again but I'm already getting really tired of people."

"Honey, you're doing that thing again where you stare into space and wonder how I talked you into leaving the house."

'It's not a fix-up! You'll see! There's no one you'd even remotely be interested in!'

"Should we even go to this farewell party if we'll never see them again?"

"I've enjoyed about as much of this as I can stand."

"If only we could stay home and TiVo the Carlsons."

He loves to crash parties.... Stay home

". . . And I vow, to always want to leave the party before you."

Another great new year's eve! We're not doing anything, Ames. That's what's so good about it. The Dixons asked us over for a Quaker new year. They pop the bottles at 9 p.m. I guess