if he had never gotten laid.

what the hell would bukowski have written about? horsetracks and puking in the morning? afternoon? no thanks. let's face it, if the old man didn't get a fuck, no one would give a fuck about him. people just want to try to understand how, being physically unatractive and socially inept, one can still manage to have sex on a regular basis with what one assumes to be decently attractive women.