Your writing style is an interesting combination of 80s valley-speak and challenged grammar, but I'll have some fun with you since Will is apparently still enjoying Mexico.

Because he doesn't want to wake up alone when he is 35 and wonder what happened to his life. Real men engage women where they find them. A man-child may adopt and maintain the cultural fiction that a bond between any random group of men is somehow both more valuable and permanent. Perhaps it's true if you are Charlie Sheen and you are making a B movie, but in the harsh light of the real world, that is a prescription for being 50, alone, and discovering that you have hair growing out of your ears.

OK, my urban translation program simple crashed on this sentence. Just guessing -- A girl tells you she has a BF. You discover he is a couple of thousand miles a way. You have two choices. You can immediately believe her and go to friend mode, hoping she introduces you to someone hot, or you can test test the waters to hopefully discover the Sunny Side of Truth. Testing the waters, when done right, flatters the woman and lets her know she is desirable. She may tell you that you are a cad, but she when you move instantly back behind the friend line, she will know you really did care and she will again be flattered. If you are really lucky and good, you can become a friend with benefits.

But he doesn't. It they are different colored shirts then obviously that are not the same shirt. I know a lot of people who, when they find a style of shirt (or especially jeans) they like, they will buy several of them in different colors. It's not like production puts out a memo that says "Today we will tape you at IO West and tomorrow morning tape the fight between Will and Greg. Beware the sins of wardrobe continuity from the last three episodes which you will not see for five months. Now go out there and be good TV."

And the evidence for this is? His eyes sparkle and he smiles when he meats a reasonably attractive woman -- and even some unattractive ones. Reminds me of Dr. Will Kirby, but that's another show. Will appears secure enough in his manhood to not have a problem opening himself to possible rejection by women-- a highly prize trait I'm told. For one his age, he shows more wisdom that I would suspect, leaving open the possibility that he has learned that, one-on-one, women like this behavior. I fall in "like" several times a day myself and I've been married forever. I think is it remarkably healthy. The ability to flirt helps keep us all young.

To Stage 20? Just because we have not seen one, doesn't mean she was not there. I guess Reva doesn't quality, huh? If I were in the RW house on West Sunset Blvd, I'd be visiting ladies where they live as often as possible since I would only be living with seven strangers for three months. Every guy knows that when a woman invites you to her home/apartment/condo, you can get up at 3 in the morning and go home when you are a little more sober. Also, given the reality of the situation, when you are about to get busy at the lady' abode, there is no annoying PA standing there explaining to the women whose clothes are half off while you are at half-staff yourself, the she will need to sign a waiver. Did you know that the lady (or guy) must be sober and fully aware and capable of giving informed consent when signing the broadcast waiver? Try getting informed consent for the lady you invested 6 tequila shooters in just to get her to come back with you...

Now that was funny. Do you think Will practiced that in advance? He was laughing and smiling throughout that clip on the RW dailies. Looked like rehearsed "improv" to me.