Coca-Cola® and Pop Rocks®

Bored. A friend threw this one (permalink) over the transom. Craigslist is getting kind of weak...

I am looking for a smart, witty girl to share quite evenings eating Pop Rocks® and drinking Coca-Cola® in the twinkling city lights while our stomachs explode horribly.

I love my banter intellectual, my repartee witty and my women’s nether-regions shaved. For instance, I like to spend time discussing the number of pancakes it would take to make a stack of pancakes that could touch the moon, both stacked one on top of another AND stacked end-to-end, wondering if the addition of butter and syrup would change the number of pancakes in either instance, while I’m playing your crotch like a Jew’s Harp. I'm six one.

I’m into extreme banjo, time travel, and pubic hair topiary.

What do you like to do in your free time if you even have any (please say sex…please say sex…please say sex)?

He gets letters:

"Before I send you a picture, I was wondering how old you are and how old of a person you're looking for. I have a feeling I may be too young since I'm 18. I do enjoy talking about random fun things as well; like the purpose of tangelo's and how much you'd be worth in an auction. It's up to you if you want to reply."

"No freaks?? you surely sound like a freak yourself!!