Responses to SINGER AVAILABLE craigslist ad

I posted this ad on craigslist a couple weeks ago:

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Singer Available
Male singer for paying gigs only.  $50 per hour would be pretty good.  $100 per hour would be better.  I only sing in major keys, as minor keys are sad.  I sing well, but no leaps greater than a third.  Whole notes, half notes, and quarter notes only.  Eighth notes will cost $2 per cumulative beat, but no syncopation, as I am an artist, not a machine. And no foreign languages, only American.  Would prefer if you provide transportation, as my smartrip card died.  

 Contact me soon, as my calendar is pretty full with gigs.

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I've gotten a couple responses.  I'll update this as I receive more:

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From a guy named Jesse:

Send me some links with some of your work

 From a guy named Roger:

 is this ad of yours a joke ??
From a guy named Joshua:

I wanted to thank you for this craigslist gold which I screenshot and made available on my facebook for all my musician/vocalist friends. We definitely got a kick out of it!


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