You must be so much fun at a party.
Such a sad, tiresome attempt at a smackdown. I first heard that hackneyed little phrase in the late 50s when my mother was unable to amuse a stone-faced waiter. She did have the courtesy to wait until he walked away from the table to say it, but I thought it was hilarious. It remained funny because she used it judiciously over the years, but I seem to see it popping up all over FR on threads where posters dare to speak negatively of Trump. Gad, I wish you people would get some new material.
Incidentally, I actually am a lot of fun at parties. And I don't need alcohol to keep them in stitches. It's a gift. :)