“God, you’re good lookin’.”
Of course, in an ideal world this would have been uttered by someone other than my 70-year-old neighbor, but you take it where you can get it, right?
Actually, I’m beginning to find that the, shall we say, “more experienced” men have a far better grasp of verbal wooery than the poor boys my age. Sigh. If only I were 40 years older.
(Note to all readers: Steal that line. Find someone who makes your palms sweaty, and say it. Today.)
Hah…that’s always been my best line. Though, it only works when you mean it, and I try to say it in the morning…a nice touch, if I do say so myself.
Of course, you’re using this gem. You’re the smoothest mutherfucker I know. ;-)