Him: Morning, sexy.
Me: Hi, happy Saturday. What's up today? (OK, I shouldn't have phrased it that way obviously.)
Him: Why don't you come over and check out my 8" of throbbing**** When's the last time you got any? (I'm thinking too much porn.)
Me: Hey look, I need to run. I can see this conversation is already in the proverbial gutter. I don't know you and am not discussing my sex life with a stranger.
Him: Lighten up and take the stick out of your ass -- I was just flirting.
That wasn't flirting; that was a booty call request.