I went to a Hooters with a buddy of mine, and he was thouroughly enchanted (yea, right, that's the word!) with the waitress. When she brought our check, she asked if there would be anything else. I had encouraged him to ask her for her phone number all night, and he lacked the nerve. So at that time, I said "My buddy here just found out he only had six weeks to live and he doesn't want to die a virgin... could you help him out?"
I SWEAR I never would have had the nerve to pull that off before or since, and a kept a straight face through most of it! My buddy about DID die! LMFAO!