110 Sweaty Pick Up lines And Rizz

I always wear black because I'm emo and usually have sweaty pits.

"Hey wrestler, your body slams my heart into a frenzy. Mind if I mess up your clean room like you mess up your opponents?"

"Your muscles shine brighter than the summer sun, care to deliver some of that heat my way?"

"I see your strength on the ring, how about we wrestle those shorts off and see who really owns the room?"

"I'm ready for a match where your muscles pin me down, and I get to keep your sweaty shorts as my trophy."

"Hey champ, your muscles aren't the only thing I want to wrestle with tonight, ready to make a mess?"

"You're the special delivery I've been waiting for, how about we take this package to the next level, Mr. Mailman?"

"Seeing your glistening abs deliver my package, can I sign for that heavy load waiting in your shorts?"

"That's one wild experience! I'd rather enjoy the concert keeping my senses intact, especially around a captivating woman like you."

"Do you like Eminem? Because when I saw you, my palms got sweaty, knees weak, arms heavy. Spaghetti."

"Do you believe in love at first sniff? Because when I smelled your workout glow, my heart did a flip."

"Is it hot out here, or is it just your muscles making my heart sweat? Care to deliver your package in my mailbox?"

"I love how you dominate the wrestling mat, can't help but dream of being your lucky match, don't mind a good pounding."

"Wow, they must've mistaken you for a celebrity... or cheese. Concert people are strange. Ever had anyone lick your elbow thinking it's a lollipop?"

"Ha! Concerts have strange happenings indeed. How about we create our own crazy story, maybe with some classier overtones?"

"Do you come with express delivery? Your muscle-bound figure has me craving for a special drop-off in my tight mailbox."

"UPS isn't the only thing that's big and muscular around here. How about unloading that package in my mailbox?"

"How about you pin me to the bed tonight, champ? I promise I'll leave your room as messy as a wrestling match."

"I may not be a wrestler, but I can definitely mess up your clean room and leave with your sweaty shorts as my trophy."

"Wow, that's...unique. Perhaps in the next concert, we could invent an invisible boob shield. Patent pending."

"Babe, you're like a rugged 4x4; dirty and masculine. Can't wait to get my hands all over your chassis."

"Ever thought of delivering your big, sweaty package in my back truck? Because I'm open for business."

"I don't mind you pinning me down; your strength is a turn on. Fancy leaving this room a mess and those shorts with me?"

"How about we turn your post-game shower into a steamy dual effort? I've got the perfect touch for your tough build."

"Is your shirt off because it's hot or because you're making my mailbox steam with anticipation for your big delivery?"

"Wow, concerts can get wild, huh? Still, given the chance, I'd only be caught admiring your radiant smile."

"Ever had a full-service clean? Because I'm ready to scrub until every bulging muscle shines, big boy."

"I don't mind you tackling me like your opponents, as long as the aftermath leaves your room as messy as my hair."

"Is that a package for me in your shorts, or are you just pleased to deliver? Because either way, I'm signing for it."

"Hey handsome, the way you handle those packages with your muscle-bound arms is a priority delivery straight to my heart."

"Are your abs just for show or can they handle the weight of my growing admiration for you?"

"Is it hot in here, or is it just your abs glistening under the summer sun while you deliver my package?"

"I can't help but admire your heavy load, how about letting me handle your package in the back of your mail truck?"

"I don't mind your sweaty shorts as my trophy, just as long as you promise to pin me down like your opponents."

"Are you ready to handle this package? It's pretty heavy and it may require some... special attention."

"Ready to get rinsed, big guy? Your dirt fuels my desire, your sweat, my sweet cologne. Let the cleanup begin."

"Those abs deliver more than mail, they're delivering a first class ticket to my fantasy."

"You've been sweating up a storm, time for this lucky guy to make those bulging muscles shine, ready for some wet?"

"How about we turn this clean room into a wrestling ring where I'm pinned down, and your sweaty shorts are my trophy?"

"Your muscles can carry any package, but can they handle the weight of my desire for you under the summer heat?"

"Is that a special delivery in your shorts, or are you just excited to see me unload?"

"Babe, seeing you all dirty makes me want to scrub every inch of you, especially those hard to reach places."

"Ready to spar? You pound the competition, but I don't mind being your next opponent - or your prize."

"Hey there, Mr. Mailman. How about delivering that heavy package to my heart instead of just my doorstep?"

"Are your muscles made of postage? Because every time you deliver, my heart's stamp of approval gets stronger."

"You know, cuddling is my workout routine, it gets me all hot and sweaty. Care to join?"

"Why keep pounding the competition when you could be pinning me down?"

"You handle packages like nobody else, how about you let me explore the heavy load hiding in your shorts?"

"Ever thought of wrestling in the sheets? Because I'd love to be your trophy tonight."

"Hey stud, your muscles need a wash and I'm the dedicated detailer ready to polish every inch of you."

"You're the grime on my favorite car, strong and resilient, but lucky for you, I love playing with hoses."

"Your abs glisten in the sun, but it's your thick, sweaty package that has my mailbox yearning for a special delivery."

"I may not wrestle, but I surely know how to grapple with your heart... and those sweaty shorts."

"Oh wow, concerts can be unpredictable! I promise to maintain more personal space, unless you handle unpredictability well."

"Hey there big guy, need help scrubbing down those chiseled muscles? I promise to make it a thorough job."

"Wow, that's next level concert experience! Were they trying to decipher your perfume or auditioning for 'America’s Got Talent - Smelling Edition'?"

"Love, your sweaty physique needs a thorough wash, let's start with those bulging muscles and end at your hair."

"Hey champ, is your room as tidy as your ripped physique? I'd love to dirty it up with some championship rounds."

"That's an intense concert memory! But honestly, I'd be more interested in getting lost in your eyes than the crowd."

"Well, sounds like you've had quite the concert experience! Next time, I'd recommend axe body spray as a crowd repellent."

"I can't help but notice those abs shining brighter than the sun. Fancy unloading that heavy package in my territory?"

"Wow, that's quite a 'booby trap' situation! Should I wear deodorant on our concert date then?"

"Well, sounds like you've been to some 'scent-sational' concerts! Lucky stranger missed out on my sweaty handshake!"

"Hey champ, your muscles aren't the only thing I want to wrestle tonight; ready to mess up that clean room?"

"Your sweat-soaked abs make me want to express-handle your package in the back of your truck."

"Wow, that's a wild story! Let's hope our first encounter is less sweaty and more classy!"

"Well, that's a unique story! Let's hope our first meeting will be slightly less sweaty and more appropriately flirty."