Let's make like a pin and split.
Are you a 300 game? Because you're perfect!
Do you have a moment to spare? I have these cinnamon donuts I'd like to share!
If you were a bowling score, you'd be 300 because you're perfect
If you were a Storm ball, you'd be the one I'd pick.
If you were a Storm bowling ball, your scent would be Fineapple
They say bowling is 90 percent mental. I guess I'll have to quit then, because my mind is 100 percent on you.
Are you a shuttlecock? Because you just sent my heart flying.
Is your name Rally? Because I never want our conversation to end.
Are we playing doubles, or can I take you out one-on-one?
I’d challenge you to badminton, but I’m afraid I’d fall for you at the net.
You’re the only partner I need for a lifetime of rallies.
Did you serve that smile, or did it just ace me naturally?
If kisses were shuttlecocks, I’d keep them coming across the net.
You make my heart bounce higher than a perfectly lifted shuttle.
Are you a badminton court? Because I can see us covering a lot of ground together.
I must be a shuttlecock, because I’m completely drawn to your racket.
You’re so cute, even my backhand is turning forward.
Want to rally together until our chemistry scores match point?
I’d let you smash my defenses anytime.
Are you a feather shuttle? Because you’ve got me feeling lightheaded.
You’re the only person I’d gladly share my court and my snacks with.
You smash my heart every time.
Your smash skills stole my heart.
Are you a table tennis paddle? Because you’ve got me completely in your spin.
Is your name Ping? Because my heart goes Pong whenever you walk in.
You must be a perfect serve, because you’ve landed right in my heart.
Are we playing doubles? Because I’d love to be your partner for life.
You’re so attractive, even my paddle is losing its grip.
Did you just serve that smile, or did my heart return it?
Are you a ping-pong ball? Because you keep bouncing around in my thoughts.
I’d let you win every rally if it meant keeping your attention.
You must have serious topspin, because you’ve turned my world upside down.
My feelings for you are like a long rally: they just keep going.
You’re the only opponent I’d happily lose to, especially over dinner.
Do you play table tennis, or are you naturally this good at making hearts bounce?
I think we have chemistry—our sparks are practically clearing the net.
Are you a paddle? Because you’ve got the perfect handle on my heart.
If love were ping-pong, I’d serve you forever and never call a let.
Are you the table’s edge? Because I keep falling for you.
Your eyes have better aim than my best forehand.
You must be my lucky paddle, because everything feels better when you’re around.
I’d let you win the first game if you promised to play another with me.
Do you believe in love at first rally?
I’m not a paddle expert, but I know a perfect match when I see one.
Our chemistry is so strong, even the net can’t separate us.
Babe, I am a pro table tennis player. Want to check out my perfect stroke.
Babe, if you lob my strokes, I am going to smash you deep.
Babe, you like table tennis? Because you ping pong my balls.
Do you play forehand or backhand? Either way I am serving you tonight.
Do you play ping pong? Because you sure know how to work my balls.
Do you want to be my doubles partner for life?
Girl, are you a ping pong ball? Because I'd like to chase you around the room then smash you.
Girl, are you ping pong? Because I can smash you all night long.
Girl, it's all about the spin.
Girl, it's not just the paddle, it's my blade.
Are you a perfect wave? Because I’ve been waiting all day for someone like you to come along.
You must be my surfboard, because you’ve completely swept me off my feet.
Are you a barrel? Because I’d love to get lost inside your good vibes.
You’re the only break I want to chase all summer.
Is your name Tide? Because you’ve got me rising fast.
I may not be a pro surfer, but I can definitely fall for you.
Are you wax? Because you make everything stick.
You must be a glassy morning, because you’ve made my whole day smooth.
Do you surf? Because you just made my heart catch a serious wave.
Are you a rip current? Because I’m helplessly being pulled toward you.
You must be a longboard, because you make my heart go steady and smooth.
Are you the lineup? Because everyone’s waiting for a chance with you.
You’re more breathtaking than a perfect sunset barrel.
If you were a wave, I’d paddle out every morning just to see you.
Are you a wave? Because I can’t help but surf my way into your heart.
I must be lost at sea, because I’ve just found my mermaid.
Do you believe in love at first wipeout? Because I fell for you.
Is your name Summer? Because you’ve got me catching feelings like waves.
If you were a surfboard, I’d wax you all day.
Are we underwater? Because I feel like we have a deep connection.
I don’t need a surf report to tell me you’re a perfect 10.
Can I be the ocean? Because I want you to ride my waves.
Is it just the beach, or did you just heat things up here?
Did you invent the surfboard? Because you’ve got me falling for you.
Are you a skateboard? Because you’ve got me falling hard and landing nowhere near my board.
You must be a ramp, because my heart keeps rising whenever you’re around.
Is your name Ollie? Because you just lifted my spirits.
You’re the only trick I can’t stop trying to master.
Did you land that kickflip, or did you just flip my whole world?
Are you a half-pipe? Because I keep going back and forth over asking you out.
You’ve got more style than a skater with fresh grip tape.
If you were a skateboard, I’d never let you roll away.
Are you my next trick? Because I’ve been practicing my approach all day.
You make my heart ride smoother than brand-new bearings.
I must be a beginner, because I totally lost my balance when I saw you.
Are you a skatepark? Because I want to spend all day exploring you.
You’re so attractive, even my board stopped rolling to stare.
Did you just do a boardslide, or did you slide straight into my heart?
I’d take a slam on concrete for the chance to land beside you.
Are you a helmet? Because you’ve been protecting my heart from loneliness.
Is that a skateboard in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me roll up?
I’d share my last wheel with you, and that’s basically marriage.
