I think that the reason why the pick-up lines are oftentimes so bad is that these fellas are insecure about themselves, thus lacking any real sense of originality. I think the "Hi, my name is..." while it is definately a start, is a little too predictable and bland. I have learned to either use a discreet, nonchalant approach, or to have such an outrageous, yet tastefully humorous approach, that everytime you look back on it, you laugh. I gave some pick-up lines in the Delta forum, but I am gonna add some more here:
*Rain Man in front of an apartment building seeing a sista coming in or out of the building*
RM: Excuse me, can you direct me to 505 5th Ave.
Sista: This is 503 5th STREET
RM: Well, I'm trying to locate this address here *pulls out scrap piece of paper with badly written handwriting* Or it could be 503 5th Ave. or 506 5th St. *Shows Sista the paper* Is that a 5 or a 6, I can't tell.
Sista: *reading* It is definately a 5.
RM: Well, maybe you can tell me this. Does a Roger McIntyre live in your building?
Sista: I don't know too many of my neighbors. That name doesn't ring a bell.
RM: Oh, well....
Note: This exchange will only go so far, but will give enough momentum to initiate a personal conversation, which is the goal.
*Rain Man at a ticket counter*
RM: Excuse me, but didn't I meet you at the Black Accountants convention in Detroit back in '96?
Sista: *puzzled* No, you must have me confused with someone else.
RM: Yeah, you're right. You have a much prettier face and more appealing features than the accountant did.
Sista: Isn't this a rather tired pick-up line?
RM: *pseudo-shocked* I am genuinely hurt. What do you take me for, one of those gold-toothed wearing, Jerry Curl having thugs that just makes your skin crawl and then you want to run away screaming?
Sista: I don't know you. You could be one in private.
RM: Listen, I read in "The Sensuous Man"...
Note: While it is obvious from the getgo that this is a pickup line, the emphasis is on genuine interest to get to know the sista rather than on insecure one-liners that repulse them instead.
*Rain Man on a crowded bus cramped up near this sista. He lightly steps on her foot*
Sista: Owww!
RM: Oh, I'm sorry.
*About three minutes later, RM lightly steps on her foot again*
Sista: Oww! What is your problem?
RM: Well, I'm trying to get my land legs back again. This type of stuff often happens after I been on the yacht at Lake Erie.
Sista: *with a skeptical look* You own a yacht?
RM: Why, you like boating?
The kicker here is that you don't tell her you OWN the yacht. You tell her that your friend Arie owns it. If your game is tight enough, you can problem get her to kick it with you while making plans to take her out on a cruise on the Ohio River instead.
Originality, folx. Remember that.
RM
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