Last year we chuckled at the hilariousness of the personal ads in the New York Review of Books and this year we can chuckle at the hilariousness of the personal ads in the London Review of Books.
All humans are 99.9% genetically identical, so don't even think of ending any potential relationship begun here with 'I just don't think we have enough in common'. Science has long since proven that I am the man for you (41, likes to be referred to as 'Wing Commander' in the bedroom).
(thx, john)
Update: See also Harvard Magazine's personals. (thx, greg)
Update: There's an entire book of personals from the London Book Review called They Call Me Naughty Lola that the Guardian writer didn't mention. (thx, rj)
