It was in grade 11, i didn’t even see it coming, it just happened.
There we sat, i can’t remember who all was there anymore, except for my self and a lovely young lady called Erin. She happened to be pealing an orange… and then i said it, leaning across the table, taking the orange and her hand in mine, and in my best:
[cheesy French accent]
Erin, you are like an orange.
Tough on the outside, yet oh so soft on the inside
Sweet, my dear, but with just a little zing
And, most important of all, when i squeeze you just right…
[/cheesy French accent]
As i recall, she didn’t slap me, but i have a habit of blocking things out. Anyway, i’m pretty sure it was the finest damn line i’ve ever come up with, and used.
What’ve you got?