SO???

"He was acting like an out-of-control 18-year-old. He already seemed to be drunk when he arrived alone, and he only got worse from there on. He was putting the make on every woman in his path, throwing his arms around them and trying to kiss them, and trying to dirty-dance with a few out on the floor. But he was a mess, slurring his words and stumbling around. A few minutes after he finally left the bar, someone found him searching through a sewage ditch outside. When they asked him what he was doing, he mumbled, 'I've lost my flip-flops!'" (perezhilton.com)

I'm sorry, but is this really supposed to matter? Have you seen him without a shirt on? Spread the love baby, you have every right to. Play your bongos nekkid, do your thing. You've earned it papi!