Come On!

What's with that pick-up line?

"Baby, your legs must be tired cause you have been running through my mind all night!" Sound familiar? How about this one, "I may not be Fred Flinstone, baby, but I can still make your bed rock!"

Ah, a well-delivered (if there is such a thing) pick-up line must sound like sweet poetry to men on the prowl on a Friday night. Either that, or they all must really enjoy that nice, resounding slap in the face they get after trying these corny come-ons out on such sophisticated, classy women as ourselves. We all know that the first impression lies in our appearance, but what comes out of the mouth in those first few seconds tells us if the guy is a dud or a stud and worth the effort of further conversation. Using pick-up lines to score, or as I like to call them, Random Acts of Sleaziness, is the equivalent of telling us you've brought condoms with you on the third date--it's offensive in its obviousness.

Pick-up Line

Come On! What's With That Pick-Up Line? - Continued >>