This is it, lads. Weâ€™ve done it. The future of dating is now.
Forget all those phony hookup services, the holodates, the matchmakers. Weâ€™ve discovered what your problem was all along. You donâ€™t need to find the right girl, mate. Not anymore. Thatâ€™s a thing of the past. You need to find the right you.
Itâ€™s taken decades of surveys and analyses and precision research, but we have finally figured out that mystical ideal: what girls like. Brace yourselves, gents. This oneâ€™s a doozy.
Girls like assholes.
I know youâ€™ve heard this one before, and it didnâ€™t work, did it mate? Well, thatâ€™s because you didnâ€™t understand it the right way. Sure, we all know nice guys finish last, but assholes tend to get left in the end, tooâ€”unless theyâ€™re just the right kind of assholes.
Now, I wonâ€™t deceive you blokes. This ainâ€™t easy. You canâ€™t be an all-out fucker and expect a girl to like you. There is a certain type, a certain formula: the thing all women secretly want. They want just enough asshole to keep their lives exciting, to make â€˜em think theyâ€™ve got work to do, but not enough douchebag to bugger off with some other chick in a shorter skirt.
Being an asshole takes care and talent. You need just enough cruelty to make â€˜em hurt, and just enough kindness to make â€˜em simper at you afterwards. You need to play the game, boys. Itâ€™s all in the game.
So how do you do it? Ay, thereâ€™s the rub. Let me tell it to you straight: if you donâ€™t already know it on your own, youâ€™re never gonna. Itâ€™s just that simple. What you need, my friends, is some way to know when enough is enough and when itâ€™s not. What you need is this little miracle.
See it? Barely visible to the naked eye, but with more computing power than your entire cubicle. This little guy takes information directly from your brainwaves and figures out just how you should react. Itâ€™s like having that proverbial angel on your shoulderâ€”or devil, boys, take your pickâ€”to tell you just what to do. Doesnâ€™t even need surgery.
Youâ€™ll have just the right formula, just the right mix: enough asshole to make a girl feel needed and enough humanity to convince her sheâ€™s done her job. And if youâ€™ve got the unfortunate habit of being a nice guy at heart? All the better. You can go back to your goody-two-shoes ways once the prize is won. All you have to do is take the miracle bug out of your ear and hide it away. Itâ€™s that simple.
But youâ€™ve got to start somewhere, gents. Youâ€™ve got to start somewhere. Now, I know the trick. I can show you the way.
But itâ€™s gonna cost you.