the correct moment to leave a party

When they start playing terrible christian rock and you realise you've gone to some weird churchy function by mistake.

after you puke in the tub
before the host notices

Around when the last few people you really like seem like they're getting tired of being there. Or when your spouse is tired.

* After the secret Santa gifts have been handed out.

* Dawn.

The moment you realize the girl you've been chatting with is 16.

i think dawn is not a guaranteed delimiter here

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alt.: When Chris Hansen steps out of the kitchen.

* When most members have moved away from less government and taxes to an agenda of theocracy and regulating moral values.

Leave it to me to think the thread needs an earnest answer

I'd be more than willing to bet PP's answer IS earnest.

FWIW mine was, its happened.

When you're bored or after enough time past a meal (20-30 mins) to make it look less explicitly like yr doing a dine & ditch.

my first one happened as well, except not in a tub

http://kqedrm.streamguys.us/ramgen/real.kqed/radio/tcrmag/2007/07/2007-07-27c-tcrmag.rm

* When the cops show up.

* When an ex shows up.

* When the cocaine shows up and it's not being doled out to you.

* When they start playing eighties music.

* When people start taking off their costumes.

* When everyone catches on that you weren't invited since you knew the wrong password and left a cab idling on the curb.

* When William H. Macy kills himself.

* When you would hate for your disappointment to show.

* When the host insists on taking your keys away from you.

* Before the horses turn back into mice.

* when she says "shall we go back to my place".

* When your girlfriend gives you that look that says 'We're leaving. Now'.

when you have been fed and watered

Mark is correct. Other correct answers, from personal experience, include

*About 7am the next morning
*When it runs out of booze
*When a massive fight kicks off because the host hits a woman in the face
*When an angry neighbour turns up with a machete, although preferably just before

Last night I boringly opted for:

*When you know that staying any longer, or drinking any more booze, will lead to complete inability to travel back across London

* When the cocaine shows up and it's not being doled out to you.

roffle. Oh yes. When they head to the kitchen, come back all coked up and then turn all freaking paranoid because you're "looking at'em all funny."

Also, when the shy one has been smoking so many joints he's talking about his "fascination" (read: stalkerish behavior) with a colleague.

* When you wake up next morning, after having passed out.

Or, sometimes:

* When you end up snogging with someone and realize it's time to head for the, er, afterparty at her place.

when you realise you're not going to cop!

Aw fuck, not a drum circle!

Aw fuck, not a blues jam in E!

when you're finished

before you start pretending to be french.

Haha!

while your clothes are still on

* After you've said to a girl, 'This is a crap party full of pretentious art students', and she replies, 'This is my party and these are my friends. I think it's time you left'.

Aw fuck, not a drum circle!

Aw fuck, not a blues jam in E!

-- Oilyrags, Saturday, November 10, 2007 7:14 PM

fuckin austin tx, amirite

when the people you work with clearly have nothing in their lives but cigarettes and Italian beer. And they start bitching about the shortest waitress.

When you spend most of your time talking in the kitchen to a cat because the people in the living room are looking to sleep with you.

* When your team is eliminated from the big game of Risk that comprises the party.

* when it's completely dominated by right wing tossers who hate the principles it was founded on

before you start pretending to be french.

otm!

*Just after you've taken a 5-second drag on a blunt without knowing what it is, and then spent 20 minutes regaling a tableful of contemporaries with throat-sung renditions of your favourite guitar solos.

when you come to the realization that you are an awkward, socially challenged misanthrope who can't relate to the people you know much less strangers and that any meaningful connection is superficial and temporary at best and that despite not wanting to be alone you can't quite digest being *with* other people so you cover that up with drunken antics and bask in your tomfoolery and wake up hating yourself even more than you did the previous evening. you start thinking where did i go wrong and realize it was because you moved around a lot as a child and were oversensitive and never got an NES like you wanted and felt like an outcast because all the other kids had ZELDA and then you cry cry cry and realize that's not the true problem the true problem is you didn't want this penis you were born with you wanted to be a girl and then you cry cry cry and die from attempting a self-administered sex change and then you snap out of it and realize you're not doing any of this you're posting a stupid snarky post on on a message board and that you don't have any friends anymore and you just want to cry some more until you realize that you're boring yourself and everyone else with this foolishness and now it's time to say goodbye to all our to all our company m-i-c-k-e-y m-o-u-s-e

Did you really not have *any* idea what it was, LJ?

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and then the next weekend you do it all again.

I was with you right up to the word "oversensitive."

xxposts to Mark: I knew it was a joint of sorts. I didn't know it was a thick-ass joint with 100% weed content. I was in a strange place that evening. My best line, IIRC, was "Sometimes I like to think of myself as a stick of calcium........but I don't tell anybody."

i was posting as my beloved character "pierre". i've written a successful series of children's books based on him.

Pierre and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Message Board Joke

"Sometimes I like to think of myself as a stick of calcium........but I don't tell anybody."

Just chalk it up to experience.

10/10

Just before the person who can't handle/shouldn't be taking the drugs acts out, resulting in the neighbors calling the cops. ("hey, where did everyone go? Maybe I should leave...")