For Sadje’s What Do You See? photo prompt.
I try, I really do. I’m a romantic at heart, a Cassanova wanna-be but I always seem to get it wrong.
Once I told a girl if I was an organ donor I’d give her my heart. She pulled a face and walked away. Why?
I got a similar reaction when I said ‘if being beautiful was a crime you’d get a life sentence’. What’s not romantic about that?
Then there was this Dutch girl. She had a beautiful smile. I puckered up and told her she was my Two Lips from Amsterdam. She said ‘tot ziens’ and wandered off. I’m not sure what it meant, but I don’t think it was a compliment.
Which reminds me, the other day I left a bunch of tulips on a girl’s doorstep. Surely, that should have been really enchanting. Unfortunately, when she left home she tripped over them ended up in hospital with a broken bone or two.
I popped in to visit her. ‘Let me be your band-aid’ I gushed, blowing kisses left right and centre. Security escorted me out.
I’ve just come up with a new chat-up line. ‘Did it hurt when you fell out of heaven?’ What do you think?