These lines are guaranteed to get you her number…or slapped in the face. Just to be
safe, do us a favor and sign this waiver at the bottom…
If you were a burger at McDonald’s you’d be the McGorgeous.
Hi, I’m Mr. Right–I heard you were looking for me.
I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather survive the Zombie Holocaust with.
I’d like to use your thighs as earmuffs.
If I followed you home, would you keep me?
Does this napkin smell like chloroform to you?
Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?
Maybe we could make a sex tape together?
I know what would look really good on you…Me.
May I buy you several shots then put your inebriated body in my car and drive you to my
Save water, shower with me.
Would you like Gin and Platonic or do you prefer Scotch and Sofa?
Are you an interior decorator? When I saw you the room became beautiful.
I think you have something in your eye. Oh wait; it’s just a sparkle.
Somebody farted. Let’s get out of here.