When I was an undergrad, I was assigned Venus in Furs for a literature and psychoanalysis class and was reading it intently at a cafe. Now, the book is an erotic tale about a man obsessed with a dominatrix, and the cover had an arresting image of a woman in a red fur coat. A guy kept walking back and forth past my table, and finally, when I looked up, he gave me a creepy look and said, "That is my favorite book. May I sit down?"
Needless to say, the answer was no, but that probably wasn't even the worst pickup line I ever got — just the one I can remember. What was the worst pickup line you ever got? What was your reaction?