You get one chance to get things started, and then it’s either a love-sprinkled snow romance or the most awkward lift ride of your life. See if you can tell which of these ski resort pick-up lines actually work. (Hint: pretty much none of them.)
It’s a fine opener, but if you aren’t ready to follow up with something … I don’t know, interesting? … you’re going to land on your face.
Back to the bunny hill, buddy.
And they say romance is dead.
Ever wonder how one word can sound so hopeful and so condescending at the same time?
No fabric is breathable enough and no merino can wick fast enough for anyone to ever want to put their hand in there.
Fine, but I won’t promise not to laugh.
… or 6, or 10, or 4, the number doesn’t matter. You’re going home alone.
Good point, we should all go check our batteries.
Check the resort map, I guess.
If I were an angel, I’d be dead, and I wouldn’t have to listen to the most boring pick-up line of all time.
Fine, I’ll come to your party, but just to say hi, and I can only stay for a second.
Pro tip: Unless you’re a cowboy who is actually riding a horse, never call anyone a “little lady.”
I would, but this conversation hurts my eyes.
When it works, it works.
Ding ding ding ding ding!