He could be the milkman (because they still exist)? He could very well be the maintenance man, but whatever title your significant other calls him these days, he's that dude climbing out of the window smelling of lecherous debauchery and tequila-induced fornication. And that kind of smell lingers long after the divorce is final. Brought to you by rock legends, Led Zeppelin/ Since I've Been Loving You.

He's the guy who hangs by the bar, at the club looking for some ass to get into. Once he's found his mark, he slithers over to offer some fresh bullshit and hard liquor. Smooth Operator, by Sade plays in the background. It's a wrap.