If there was a nuclear apocalypse where only Jessica Alba and I survived and we were tasked with repopulating the world I would rather kill myself than force myself to fornicate with her because I know that our offspring would look like leprosy stricken monstrosities compared to the potential ones that could be made with a heavenly blessed beauty like yourself.
So tell me, what a guy like me gotta do to get a girl like you?
You're too nice, stop! I'm gonna feel bad being handsy on our first date.
I may not be Dairy Queen, but I'll treat you right!
Want to dance?
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
Nice shoes, want to fuck?
I like that book you're reading.
I need a place to stay, because you're so hot you burnt my house down.
(Guy closing hand with nothing inside and showing it to girl): It's my breath from when you took it away.