One who can persuade a bar-slut out of her skivvies, but doesn't spend a nickel in the process. He just gives a good line or two and sheds a few tears. Whatever it takes to pound this worthless bag of meat, this man will do, except dig in his precious pockets.
Con-artist: Hey, I'm sorry I forgot my wallet tonight. Thanks for picking up my tab.
Bar-Slut: That's OK, I dont mind. I just feel bad about your poodle getting hit by that car.
Con-artist: Can I fuck you in the ass?
Bar-slut: Well, I never did that before.
Con-artist: It's not that bad. After both of my parents were killed while raising money for "Make a Wish", I got sent to an orphanage. There is where I got broken in. It's really not that bad....I promise.
Bar-Slut: Well, OK. If you say so!!!