I was sitting in a small pub in Galway last week—alone, as always, nursing a hot chocolate (don’t judge, I don’t drink). The place was loud, full of laughter, clinking glasses, and people who seemed to know how to talk without hesitation.
That’s when I overheard it.
A guy leaned toward a girl at the bar and said, with full confidence:
“Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you’re Cu-Te.”
She rolled her eyes. He smiled anyway. It was… kind of brave, I think.
Later, I searched “Irish pick-up lines” out of curiosity. Not because I’d ever use one, but because people here are fascinating. Some lines were cheesy, some surprisingly clever, and some—well, they’d probably make my mother in Dhaka blush.
Here are a few I noted down (for research purposes, of course):
- “Are you from Limerick? Because every time I see you, my heart writes a poem.”
- “Do you have Irish in you? …Would you like some?” (This one made me choke on my tea, not gonna lie.)
- “You must be a four-leaf clover, because I’ve been lucky since I found you.”
- “Even the Guinness isn’t as smooth as you.”
- “I must be in Temple Bar, ‘cause I’ve just found my happy hour.”
I don’t think I could ever say these out loud without turning red. But watching others try? It’s oddly heartwarming. There’s something nice about people putting themselves out there, even if it’s through puns and bold lines.
Me? I’ll stick to writing poems no one reads and smiling quietly from across the room.
Slán for now,
– The quiet observer with a notebook, not a pick-up line
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