Feb 11
It works for Radiohead
“I don’t want to be your friend
I just want to be your lover
No matter how it ends
No matter how it starts
Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine” –Radiohead
I’m certain that any fellow from Radiohead can walk up to any woman, casually say the above, and be in bed within four minutes. I just wonder if the song has any real-world applications. I wonder if I could try it without getting clocked. I think, maybe, it’s all in the delivery. Maybe.
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If someone were to clock you, I’d say you probably don’t want to go to bed with someone so vicious.
But honestly, if this were said to me by a man, my first reaction would just be “huuhh??”
Try this pick-up line next time – “Excuse me, I seem to have dropped my Nobel Peace Prize.. have you seen it?” That will at least score you a more decent woman.
Angie, you’re probably right. Then again, some fellows might enjoy getting clocked… I’m totally trying your Peace Prize line Friday.
….it’s Def all about the delivery….and the context…aka when….choose your moment.
Amazingly to guys, women have heard SO many bad lines that when a guy like yourself or say, me, actually does bother to go so “low” as a “line”, they eat it up, each and everytime.
I personally revel in when I see a moment, and set it all up just right so that, they end up asking me a question, leaving “lines” out of it.
Oh Will, you’re such a player… >.>
Uuuug, Did that come off creepy? Yeah, that came off creepy. Speaking of creepy and the utmost in choose your moment; I did once sit in at the bar of a club while the dinner crowd turned to dance crowd and finished my steak while sipping, not shooting, a shot of Jack for over a 1/2 hour while reading about the death of Johnny Cash in Time Magazine not paying attn to anyone as the music and crowd went supernova in the most yuppie of suit and tie get ups ever as the Street/Urb crowd filed in, years back, and had a stunningly beautiful smart woman slide up next to me and ask me to take her home right then and there, and we’re not talking crazy skank here. She was amazed herself she even suggested such a thing with no pretense or build up. She later told me that was the most Gamey thing she’d ever seen. I didn’t have the heart to tell her, I was just on my way home from work.
I kept suggesting that approach to my peeps but they took me to literally. Sister, I sometimes wish I was a player. I’m a lush for romance and the playing hard to get by not trying enough cause all the good things? Seem to come when you’re not looking for them.
oh. that was creepy too.
Where’s the edit, the delete button? Oh, like Life…there is none. Damn.
*snicker*
I’m teasing. I actually find your replies to be rather amusing. You’re definitely one of the more colorful commentators I’ve encountered on Mike’s blog… that we’re hijacking. Sorry, Mike!
But look at all the comments we’re racking up for you! 😉
You should walk around with a sign hanging on you that says, simply,
“Lothario”.
Zitzur: It would make an excellent statement of occupation on a business-card too. Or maybe just a picture of a rake, perhaps with a picture of a hoe next to it.
Re. real world application of song lyrics – I’d be interested to know if Usher has ever recited ‘Let’s Make Love In The Club’ and ended up being thrown out for public indecency…