its pretty simple...as a guy, I run into this kinda converstion all the time. basically, you smile and nod and follow along, then at an appropriate break in the conversation, you insert a fabulous lie about a girl you once had who was a contortionist in the Russian circus. this garners respect for you in the eyes of your male buddies, and you get to laugh your ass off when you tell them the truth, that they are womanizing scumbags who need a girlfriend, not a living blowup doll.



besides, do you think your guitar players' exes actually KNEW they were being talked aboot? wonder if they'd actually appreciate that sort of rogueish behavior if they knew it was happening...