Flattery Gets You Nowhere.

On my Friday night outing to our usual club I happened to be sitting next to a random bloke who for about ten minutes was muttering nothings in his rather wasted state. He then turned to me and said "I like your boobs" whilst looking at my chest. It all took me rather by surprise, I didn't realise blokes were that direct. I did wonder how often lines like that work, surely women aren't stupid or vain enough to fall for it? Did he really think that would make me swoon and fall at his feet?! Still, maybe I should applaud his forthright attitude towards things.