…I couldn’t help notice you were buying a riding crop."
You know, I can’t remember how, but my kids have started this running joke about Daddy (that’s me) having a barenaked lady in the passenger seat of his car. Drives their mom nuts but she tries not to let on that she, too, is curious how it started.
But still, that’s a pickup line I hope to use one day. But I’ll probably leave out the “…I wouldn’t mind riding you bareback!” because, well, I’m shy.