Yeah, I think holing up in a brothel for two or three days with a case of whiskey and an infinite supply of stogies and chocolate bars would be FAR preferable. Preferable to dealing with bitches that refuse to put out. This after I treat them to a moderately expensive meal! Frankly I'm getting sick of it.
That, plus all the women who know me steer clear now that it's gotten out that I went on trial for "rape". Even though the case was dropped and I was set free. Apparently I'm a pariah now. At least among the radical Marxist feminists.