The only ones that can stand up on their own are the first and second --- you can keep the rest. I would never respond to them.

hauhauhau...  

:o))))))))

"But... we really ..were lovers in past life.. that isn't a line"..I dunno. I must make honest confession here and say that I am the biggest loser in the omniverses when it comes to "picking up " women. In fact even though I have been known to be attracted to women, the idea of trying to "pick one up" is totally repugnant to me. I like individual personalities, and I don't see how I can get to know anyone correctly in the arenas where pick up lines are applied, and alcohol is shrinking cerebrums. This fact, coupled with slavish worship at the altar of the Goddess Hypochondriaca, caused a long fallow season in my dating life. I guess if I were to start a conversation with a woman, what I would like to say would be something like " Do you believe we can cross over between parallel worlds?" (nudge nudge)." How can you explain molten iron in the basement of the twin towers?" (wink) or even " Do you  think it was possible that stegosaurs were ever anything but low browsers, sweetie" I guess I have always been out of touch with the mainstream. The only way I might connect to pop culture would be via slightly older pop culture like " this is where the fish lives- name that show". Eh, it's hopeless.

Really we should just dispense with the wasted engery trying to craft our own pick up lines and rely on the Platonic Form of all pick up lines-

Sir B. Head- " hehehhehehehh... uhhhhhhh.. hey... baybuh... hehehehehhehhhh.."

Sir Beavis- " hehehehheehhmhm.. yeh.. me too.. hehehehhm."

(Girl kicks both appropriately)

And that would be the result of most pick up lines.

Women know how dumb we are anyway- we aren't fooling them...


One Sag's Opinion on Sag and other Pick Up lines....

Rurk, with those lines about parallel worlds, twin towers and stegosaurs, I am sure you would certainly pick up... another Sag!

I waited my whole -teen- life for someone to try to strike up interesting conversation, instead of the usual "Haven't I seen you before, babe?" -not in this life, you haven't, dork-. But then I also found out that none of my friends -male or female, for that matter- were very interested in antimatter, astral projection or prehistoric life in our neighborhood.

I believe that's where we get the saying "Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend; inside of a dog, it's too dark to read" -Groucho Marx-. At least I have always found it so: at least 80% of the population bore me to tears. The other 20% are too busy with their interesting projects to talk to me about them. The only way out is keep my nose buried in interesting projects of my own, so that is what I do.

Hmmmm, bars?  NO, such a low quality of wild life there.  But, I would suggest if you are truly interested in a woman who seems deserving to allow into your life, go up to her and look beyond her eyes into her soul, and speak with true feeling, something like, "I can tell there is so much more to you than just your beauty.  Will you allow me the privilege of finding out exactly what that is?"