It's not even the horniness that bothers me. It's the complete and total lack of self-awareness, thinking that he has literally anything at all to offer these women.
Like, for fuck's sake, I make infinitely more money than Russell and don't have a fucked up face, and these women wouldn't even consider me. These women live in the lap of luxury, swimming in private pools and rubbing elbows with upper-class men with more disposable income than I make in an entire year. What kind of crack is Russell smoking to think they'll even give a deformed, penniless pipsqueak like him a chance?
Oh, right: pure, raw, unbridled narcissism.