tail tales

Da assordid --- I mean, I mean, **assorted** --- stories of "getting lucky" dat two or more studs exchange around da card-table or at da bar-counter.

I detest listening to da miscellaneous "tail tales" of da various puffed-ego human stallions who gather at Duffy's Tavern... I mean, yeah, sure --- so maybe those hot chicks **did indeed** spread their legs for those virile crotch-cravers on those particular occasions, but what about any word of actual long-term friendships or relationships with said ladies??? Didn't those guys have any more respect or appreciation for these "willing" women beyond just their allowing said bush-hungry dudes to get in their pants??? I would rather take da time and effort to cause a gal to like and respect me as being a nice kind-hearted guy whom she'd actually **enjoy** lovingly cuddling up to and having sex wif, not just perform da simple ol' "wham, bam, thank you, Ma'am" routine wif her and then scuttle off again!