Hey Girl, you look really good with chocolate running down your face. You must have kept your Lenten fast.

Hey girl, I know what you can give up for Lent: Your number. To me.

Hey girl, we’ll only be able to see each other on Sundays for the next few weeks, I’m giving up sweet things for Lent

Hey, I like your ash.

You’ve got stunning scapular-brown eyes.

Catholics don’t shake hands; Catholics gotta hug!

Are you Saint Anthony, because you found my heart?

The Bible says “give drink to those who are thirsty and feed the hungry.” What about dinner?

If I had a bead for every time I thought of you I would have a joyful mystery.

“You’ll be in my prayers tonight…” (said by a girl in the slightly suggestive way one would say “you’ll be in my dreams tonight”)

The girl (or guy) walks around the prospect and then grabs the back of their shirt and looks at the tag and says…..”yep, exactly what I thought…..made in heaven”

I am going to confession on Saturday at 12( or whenever it is at you parish). Could you come with me for moral support? hey, maybe we could go get lunch after or something.

I would like to study the theology of your body.

May I sit down? I was admiring your Chest-erton. Have you also read Orthodoxy?

Your hair is as soft as the cord of my rosary

Let’s get out of here. I know a much cozier little Catholic bookstore downtown.

Did you feel what I felt when we reached into the holy water font at the same time?

You don’t like the culture of death either? Wow! We have so much in common!

You know, it’s kind of noisy in here…the adoration chapel down the street is a pretty quiet place.

If I had a rosary bead for every time I thought of you, I’d have a glorious mystery.