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Twelfthmonkey
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Nice legs . . . what time do they open?
Nice legs . . . what time do they open?
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The worse pick-up line I've ever used...that worked...(so does that actually make it the best?) was:
Me: *looking the lady up and down, then look in her eyes and smile* "Nice shoes. Wanna fuck?"
I had a friend who tried this approach. He heard it was 1 in 10 who would say yes. So I spent many a night out laughing at the appalled looks and slaps he recieved. That said it did on occasion work, usually when it made them laugh.Of all possible lines, "Hey baby, wanna fuck?" is probably the most reliable. Even if turned down 98% of the time, the other 2% add up to much fun. Ask 200 times a day and get four fucks per diem. Try this at family reunions, too.
How about......Are you taken?I've gone with candor and that seems to work.
"I should have some kind of pick-up line or conversation starter, like the polar bear thing, but that doesn't do it for me. You look fun and engaging. Can we talk for a bit?"
That has a high success rate.
A friend of mine used to enjoy up/downgrading this to 'wanna go halfers on a bastard?'Hey, sweetie! Wanna go halves on a baby?
Let me just write that intricate, sophisticated nugget of wisdom down so that I can study it for its powersMy job used to require me to travel to different cities, two or three times a year, to give talks. I would get picked up at the airport by an intern, and this person would drive me to all the scheduled venues and then drop me off at my hotel that evening. Those days were always very long days. On one trip, my driver was the worst driver you can possibly imagine. She was giddy and talkative and a delightful person, but all the while, I thought I was going to die. When she dropped me off at my hotel, bouncing off the curb with one last "Oops!," my nerves were shot. I checked in at the front desk and immediately headed straight to the bar. I rolled my luggage up to a bar stool, climbed into the stool, and ordered a glass of wine. A guy two seats over looked down at my luggage, looked up at me, and said, "Bad day, huh?"
We've been dating ever since.