Pardon me, I think I may have dropped something. Oh — it was my jaw!

I’m having a party, and your pants are invited to come down.

You’re so hot that you must be the reason for global warming.

I may not be Fred Flintstone, but I can make your bed rock.

The only thing your eyes haven’t told me is your name.

I’m not drunk — you intoxicate me.

All those curves, and me with no brakes.

I hope you know CPR because you’re taking my breath away.

The cops must be after you because it’s illegal to look that good.

Are you busy tonight at around 3 a.m.?