The results are in from last week's poll, and it's overwhelming: bald is beautiful. Almost 80% of you said if you found out your forehead was rapidly becoming an eight head, you'd either do nothing and let Mother Nature have her way with you (30%), or beat her at her own game and just shave it completely (just over 49%).

For those of you that do shave your head, (or plan to), check out Headblade.com for some of the best head shaving supplies. (They were one of my earliest sponsors... gotta give Todd and the guys over there a plug.)

And if you're looking for advice/support/product reviews/forums written by, and for, guys who shave, head over to SlyBaldGuys.com where you can discuss all things bald.

While it didn't surprise me that those of you deciding to fight the chroming of your dome would go the chemical route, (with about 18% of you opting for Rogaine or Propecia) - and it REALLY didn't surprise me that not even 1% of you opted for a Hair Club weave or a toupee (which is a mistake on any level) - the thing that really got me was the fact that only just over 1% would go for hair plugs. I have about a dozen buddies who have gone that route and you'd be surprised how far the techniques have come. Looks like I'll have to do a post on that soon and get some info out there.

Get involved in this week's poll. This time it's about talking dirty in the bedroom.

The results from my first week-long poll are in and it was pretty interesting.

With several hundred of you responding to the question: "She asks how many women you've slept with. Do you:..." over one-third of you decided to "Tell her the truth, no matter the number." Honorable. But it also put you in a 2 to 1 minority. The rest of you are lying bastards who will say anything to get her comfortable enough to go to bed with you. (Nice work.)

Coming in a very close second, about 35% of you reasoned that telling her a "safe number like 5" was your best option. Not so high she feels she'll need to take penicillin after. Not so low she thinks you'll be fumbling around down there.

Just over 22% of you thought removing some notches from your belt, so she won't think you're such a player, was the best course of action.

And finally, 6.4% of you didn't want her to think you inexperienced, so padding your resume was in order.

This week's poll leaves lying out of the equation, so you can relax. It's about dealing with something most guys have to face: hair loss.

Sometimes in life, our underwear dweller overrides our brains and we end up sampling things we shouldn't. And I'm not trying to imply straying once in a while is ok - I think cheating is a bad move and would undoubtedly unleash "the fury for which hell hath no" on any man who betrayed me. But apparently not every woman feels the same way.

While I'd like to tell you that getting caught cheating will surely earn you four slashed tires, possessions strewn across your front lawn, and a drained bank account, I cannot. What I can do is show you some of the most high profile wandering gentlemen and how they pulled off their infidelities. Marriage - and balls - intact. Why? To give hope to doghoused cheaters everywhere. And because I'm just as flat-out amazed by these guys as you are.

1. KOBE BRYANT
What Kobe did: "Sexually assaulted" (more like "hooked-up with" if you ask me), 19 year-old Katelyn Faber, an employee of the Colorado hotel where he was staying. After accusing Bryant of sexual assault, Faber later refused to testify and all charges were dropped. Big national story, press conference confession of adultery by Kobe, lots of public humiliation for his wife Vanessa. Deep shit, right? Wrong!

Why Vanessa forgave him: Mrs. Bryant issued a statement saying her beloved husband "has made a mistake -- the mistake of adultery... I know that he did not commit a crime, he did not assault anyone. He is a loving and kind husband and father. I believe in his innocence." A very sweet and very supportive statement from a loving wife. Wearing the $4 million, eight carat, purple diamond ring she just received from her adulterous husband. ...More

Look down over there on the right. Below the ad that keeps us up and running and the newsletter subscription box (that you should be entering your email addy into). There's a new feature some of you have been asking for: Reader Polls.

Every week, I'll post a new question. (Hopefully something you give a crap about.) And you get to see the results in real time. Just something else to keep you well informed.

And if you have any ideas for poll questions you'd like to see, just email me at hey@thebachelorguy.com.

How many times have you seen a bathroom attendant and skipped washing your hands because you were too damned cheap to tip a buck to get a professional soap pump and a fresh paper towel? It’s worth it, you dirty bastard, especially if you're headed back out to get friendly with those drunk chicks from Columbus. Or worse, finish your dinner.

Strike up a conversation and you’ll get more than just a clean pair of man mitts, you might get a little insight from a guy who has seen more crazy shit in Vegas, both literally and figuratively, than anyone else in the city.

Most keep quiet about what they experience on the job. Except "Ricardo". [Not his real name. Or his pic over there on the left.] He's the "Washroom Specialist" at one of the top-tier ultra lounges in Sin City, in one of the more prestigious casinos. (And it's going unnamed for the sake of his employment.) I spent some time in his "office" recently, and got an inside look into what he sees and hears nightly while his finger is on the soap trigger.

[A note: Yeah, Ricardo really talks like this. And with a thick New York accent on top of it. Bathroom attendants aren’t the drooling idiots you think they are. And they notice everything. And everyone. Just a head's up for next time.]

BG: Does people's hygiene disgust you?

Ricardo: Yup. I mean just wash your hands for god’s sake. I get it, maybe you don’t want to tip for the towel, but wipe it on your jeans, on your date, let 'em air dry, just wash. ...More

You can shrug it off as part of being a guy when your place smells of stale food, sweaty clothes and dog, but your girl is not going to want to spend a whole lot of time (or, more importantly, stay overnight) breathing rancid air.

I'm not talking about just opening a window or spraying some air freshener around five minutes before she comes over. Lingering odors from different sources need special attention. And I found a great, quick guide from Real Simple magazine for eliminating those odors.

It shows ways to get rid of the stench from your sink, car, basement, fridge, carpet, and pets using stuff you already have around the house. The best is their suggestion to get rid of the stale odor in clothes by spraying them with vodka. ("Straight vodka kills bacteria, but it doesn’t leave a scent.")

Read the whole guide here.

Hang on, boys. Don't get all defensive - I'm not here to point fingers and call you all out as a slobbering, drooling, certified perverts. I'm just trying to open your eyes to some usually well-meant and harmless behaviors even the most well-intentioned guys sometimes do. Why? Because although I know you mean well, our perception outweighs your intent. And you don't want to be perceived as a pervert, creep or loser, do you? This is inside information, just for you.

1. Accidental Breast Touch Number 2:
Accidental Breast Touch Number 1 will be written off as an accident - provided it doesn't linger - but ABT #2 means you're just trying to cop a feel. And hope I will write it off as another "accident", or that my breast-based nerve cells and unsophisticated girl brain are not receptive to your stealthy, ninja-like boob brush. Rendering me oblivious while you get your jollies. Which isn't the case, perv.

This actually happened to me recently. ...More