
12-05-2001, 04:11 PM
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One word...
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Originally posted by Rain Man
IMHO my pickup lines were a little more original. Some examples:
*Rain Man at the supermarket*
I see a fine sista, evaluate her mood and body language--if she appears "normal", I approach her with this line:
RM: Excuse me, can you tell me where I can find the frozen raccoon?
Sista: What?/Excuse me?
RM: Frozen raccoon. You know, the kind in the Swanson TV dinners?
Sista: *LOL* Are you kidding me?
RM: Naw, it's true. They just came out with them last month and from what I was told, it is delicious....
Note: This line will work primarily for a sista who is generally mellow, easygoing, and got a great sense of humor.
*Rain Man at the art gallery, seeing a sista looking at a painting*
RM: I'm sorry, but that artist is WACK!
Sista: How can you say that?
RM: 'Cause I got a 19-year-old brother who can sketch better than old dude there. *RM pulls out a charcoal sketch and shows it to Sista* They say my little brother is in the same league as Klee (prounounced CLAY).
Sista: *studying sketch* Someone is lying to your little brother. That sketch makes this painting here look like Rembrandt.
RM: *studying the two pieces of artwork and sighing* Y'know, you might be right. By the way....
Note: This lets a sista know that if nothing else, you have an appreciation for artwork, and possibly a sense of intellect. Whether or not your brother is actually in the same league as Klee may be another story altogether.
*Rain Man at the mall or on the street. He sees a sista carrying several shopping bags. He casually looks in another direction and bumps into her, knocking down the bags and spilling the contents*
RM: Oh, I am so sorry. I am just such a clumsy fool.
Sista: Oh, that's alright. It's OK.
RM: No, it's not. I am just so absentminded, out in Lada Land. Lemme help you with this *While putting her stuff in her bags, RM, slips in a small package with his business card attached. Another tag attached, reads: "To Jim, thanks for the help. Call me, we'll have lunch" When finished, RM gives one last apology, then quickly slips away*
Note: If Sista is honest, she will call the number on the card to arrange to give the package back to you. From there, it's holla time all the way.
One last one:
*Rain Man in the park getting a drink of water. He sees Sista alone walking down the path When Sista gets within "range", RM coughs and gasps uncontrollably*
Sista: Are you all right?
*RM responds with more coughing and gasping*
Sista: Are you okay?
RM: *coughing subsiding a bit* Yeah, I'm alright. Water went down the wrong pipe. Thank you though. It's not everyday that I get a Good Samaritan coming to my aid. You must be truly an angel sent from God.
Sista: *blushing* Thank you.
RM: No, really, tho'....
Note: Food can be substituted if no fountain is available. But be careful, though. Sista could panic and dial 911 on you, or a nearby cop or paramedic could come on the scene to your rescue and wreck your whole game.
Just to let you sistas know that some of us are original and not offensive.
RM
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CRAZY!! Yo' azz is crazy, LMAO!!!
I'm just now reading this thread, and this is some funny mess, lmao...
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