“You, me, whipped cream and handcuffs “

This Friday we had our company Christmas Party. We are only girls and gay guys (the hetero guy has left us; a lot of crying in November, as Maria Larssons eviga ögonblick hadn’t been enough), but fortunately our IT guy was invited to join us. When he arrived I had to tell him how brave I thought he was, joining a Christmas Party with only girls and gays. But that he also should know that he was invited because this year we couldn’t afford a stripper. Well, now he was warned.

Again inspired of JB’s blog, I tested this pick-up line: “You, me, whipped cream and handcuffs" during the evening. It worked very well! At the dinner I sent paper airplanes with this message to selected girl colleagues and no one got offended, just very excited (I interpret hysterical laughter as excitement). And even the usually always so shy and sweet IT-guy only said “Just tell me what time!!”.