The line, from John (a cute boy with a fauxhawk who was about a year or two older than me) was—if I recall correctly—"Do you have any Irish in you? No? Do you want some?" He could pull it off because sleaze at 17 isn't as inexcusable as sleaze at 55, and I'm fairly certain that he knew he was being lame. That's still one step up from "I love every bone in your body, especially mine."

I must admit that I found Klein's speech funny, but not for the reasons he intended.