The real PROTIP is that banging coked-up barsluts isn't as much fun as you'd think.
It's fun but they kind of suck and you get sick of their coked-up whore-babble fast.
That's just what you need though, taking the pussy off the pedestal is critical.
That's when you realize that the most important thing about women is whether they're nice, and you enjoy spending time with them and that's the only important thing (their politics will be repugnant when you meet them of course, but that changes fast. Just avoid the subject for the first six months.)
That's the point when you meet the woman with whom you'll want to settle down.
That being said, savour the single life because there's far worse things than hanging out with your bros tomcatting around.
For example, , chick flicks and fucking Drag Race. Ever been in a Sephora with a vicious hangover for over 45 minutes? I have. Sephora is hell on earth, if you ever want to be happy about your single status then go there for some cologne and look at the faces on all of the men who are in their with their wife or girlfriend.
Have you ever sat through a fucking Bette Midler movie? One year I had to watch every fucking film that had been nominated for an Oscar in a marathon, then dress up as our favourite character and go to a fucking Oscar party.
Then there's the PMS.
I love my old girl, I love her like crazy. She's great and I'm the luckiest man in the world.
But once you're taken, you'll look back to the days when you got to spend a ton of time drinking with your boys wistfully so make sure to enjoy it while you can.
Always remember, "no matter how hot she is, no matter how nice she is, someone, somewhere, is sick of her shit."
You'll be fine no matter what bro, enjoy yourself.