I love the women in life dearly, but I sometimes want a change and that's why I poon instead of picking up "civilians". It's not something I'm happy about, but it seems I have a lot of company. What is it about men that crave the new? Hugh Grant had Elizabeth Hurley waiting at home, but had to pick up street skank Divine Brown; Jude Law had Sienna Miller and needed to boff the homely nanny and I'm sure Tommy Lee fooled around on Pam while they were together. No matter how sweet the meat at home it seems anything away from the usual is what we want. Why can't we keep it in our pants?






