You must be a compound of beryllium and barium...because you're a total BaBe.
Keep talking...I'm diagnosing you.
I'd love to go on a date with you so I can explain how undateable I am.
That skeleton over there said he'd get your number for me, but he didn't have the guts, so here I am.
It's a good thing I wore my gloves today; otherwise, you'd be too hot to handle.
Are you a kidnapper? Because you just abducted my heart.
Hey, my name's [insert your name here] and I can disappoint you in ways you've never imagined.
I hear voices, too. Voices that say: "If you don't kiss her soon, you're a chump".
Can I follow you home? Cause my parents always told me to follow my dreams.