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No,no,no, that wasn't a pickup line!
Posted: 03 Nov 2011, 01:06
by Ben_Robson
A friend of mine was teaching a bunch of students from the US about art history while they traveled around Europe for two and a half months. The students were around 19 and relatively conservative in their mindset. At one point during the trip the students were asked to write an essay about the painter Otto Dix. One of the girls came up to my friend (who is 37) and told him, she was having troubles with the essay. Referring to the museums they had visited up to then he asked her
"Well, have you seen a lot of Dix?"
At this point I would have killed to see her face!

(She was of course terribly shocked).
It took my friend a few moments to realize what he had asked her...
Later when she had recovered she then yelled to him that she was now researching Dix online

Re: No,no,no, that wasn't a pickup line!
Posted: 03 Nov 2011, 04:14
by Maud Fitch
Brings to mind just about every line movie star Mae West ever spoke. "Is that a gun in your pocket.....?"
Re: No,no,no, that wasn't a pickup line!
Posted: 03 Nov 2011, 21:35
by Bighuey
Its kinda blunt for a pickup-line but Ive known some women it would work on.
Re: No,no,no, that wasn't a pickup line!
Posted: 04 Nov 2011, 14:53
by Ant
Bighuey wrote:Its kinda blunt for a pickup-line but Ive known some women it would work on.
Have you got the phone numbers of these women Bighuey?

Re: No,no,no, that wasn't a pickup line!
Posted: 04 Nov 2011, 15:25
by Bighuey
Ant wrote:Bighuey wrote:Its kinda blunt for a pickup-line but Ive known some women it would work on.
Have you got the phone numbers of these women Bighuey?

Ther'e probably all dead by now, that was a long time ago in my wild and wooly days.

Re: No,no,no, that wasn't a pickup line!
Posted: 04 Nov 2011, 20:04
by Lonestar
Bighuey wrote:Its kinda blunt for a pickup-line but Ive known some women it would work on.
Reminds me of a blind, young lady ham-radio operator I knew years ago. As a get-together we were both attending was breaking up, we gave each other a hug. I had a portable
"handie-talkie" radio clipped to my belt, and from the angle she hugged me, she felt the
["rubber duck"] antenna, and said so. Someone there remarked,
"Oooh, he poked you with his duck!"
For a while afterward, whenever she'd get a little smart-alecky
[usually on the air, and in good fun nonetheless] I'd gently remind her:
Me:
"Uh, Jenny...?"
Jenny:
"Yes?"
Me:
"Have duck, will travel..."
Jenny:
"Oh, no..."
