[Locke]

You sir are 100% screwed. And not the agreeable proper kind, I'm talking the unfortunate figurative variety.

Approach her wearing nothing but socks with a bottle of wine whilst proclaiming your love for her in song.

If that doesnt work, Rohypnol is your friend. I dont condone the use of the date rape drug, but that doesnt mean I cant advocate for it.

Slip it to her, knock her up and then she'll have no choice but to marry you and love you forever. You just have to keep her on a steady intervenous drip of the stuff for the rest of her life.

Now, if you are really running out of options, or the first two suggestions didnt work (if they didnt work, then you did them wrong), stage an intervention. This is particularly classy, but you have to be one hell of an actor to pull this off. It should go something like this.

"This is an intervention, its time you finally told everyone that you're a lesbian."

To which she is obviously going to reply that she is not a lesbian. This is where you pull out one of these:

- "Really? Then why havent we slept together yet?"

Or, my personal favorite is you really make her life hell for a few days by telling all her friends and family that shes a lesbian and when she finally asks you stop it because she isnt a lesbian you whip out the tried and true:

"Prove it."

Works everytime.

BTW, foofighter_15, I'd have been here earlier but I'm nursing a vicious hangover from last night. Its good to see that the Captain and fotze have been holding the fort though.