'You seem like an intelligent person...

...I'd like to get to know your butcher...ten-ton polar bear.'

"What,' replied the young brunette at the bar. 'Well, it breaks the ice, doesn't it,' I said, optimistically.

The verbal response was fucking unprintable. Undeturd, I pressed on. "Your eyes are blue like the ocean, and baby I'm lost at sea.'

The result: 'You're an idiot. And you're colour- blind - they're brown.'

The lauded marathon line ( It's hot today isn't it? It's the best weather when you're training for the marathon. )attracted only giggles. Got a better response to the line "There's something in your eye. Nope, it's just a sparkle ', but the big winner proved to be our very own clichy : 'Is that a ladder in your tights or a stairway to heaven?'