All this talk of 10s reminds me of a story!
So I was a freshmen in college and I barely knew one of the guys living on my floor, but one night in winter we both went out drinking to a party. Low and behold, he gets destroyed. We’re playing flippy and he’s all about this girl, but he’s smashed and can’t articulate his thoughts into words… or form coherent sentences. But the party starts to die down and she leaves, the guy from my floor follows. He stops her and says “You’re a ten”. She says how nice that was and then he says it again with passion “No, no. You don’t understand. You’re a ten.” Clearly, his point just got presented horrible and he keeps reiterating it to the point she’s creeped out and hiding behind me by him saying “You’re a ten” and hold out all fingers and thumbs out. Finally, her friends are walking away at what’s going on and I’m telling him to just let her go as she’s still behind me hiding. He finally lets out one last line: “Your blue eyes captivate me” and I saw her take off into the night running.
Him and I eventually became best friends. Mostly because of all the great stories we have from drinking in college, but low and behold, every girl he’s ever dated or fooled around with that I’ve met, I’ve walked up to her and said “You’re a ten”.