"Guys, I think that girl likes me."
"What makes you think that?"
"Well, during class, she stood up, stripped off all her clothes, sat in my lap, and started grinding. For the entire duration of class, she was whispering in my ear about how much she wanted my babies and describing the house we were going to have, the careers we would share, vacations we would go on. Then when the bell rang, she stopped, looked me dead in the eyes, said 'I love you more than life itself,' cupped my balls, and declared to everyone else in the class that they were hers and anyone else coming for them would be pushing up daisies before they could even trip and fall on me."
"That's it?"
"Yeah, she's probably just friendly. I don't know what I was thinking."