Let's be friends.
You're sinfully ugly.

It's not you, it's me.
You're ugly.

I don't date women where I work.
You're ugly.

My life is too complicated right now.
You're ugly.

There's a slight difference in our ages.
You're ugly.

I think of you as a sister.
You're ugly.

Let's be friends.
I want you to stay around so I can tell you in excruciating detail about all the other men I meet and have sex with. It's that male perspective thing.

I'm celibate.
I've sworn off only the men like you.

I'm concentrating on my career.
Even something as boring and unfulfilling as my job is better than dating you.

It's not you, it's me.
It's you.