Who doesn't like to sit back, ignore all the rules about grammar, and just free associate about rocks sometimes? (Besides everyone.) Whoever wrote this gem must have had many "drinks on the rock" and possibly even smoked some rock. 2 out of 10.
And we're sorry you can't spell or punctuate properly! But seriously, our condolences to you for your loss (of brain function) and also to the poor date you stood up (although whoever it was really shouldn't be taking a third grader to the prom anyway). 2 out of 10.
Atrocious writing aside, there's something deeply unsettling about folksy innuendo like this—sorry, it just screams Deliverance (or squeals, rather). Our only hope is that whatever inbred demon spawn "one hell of a crop" refers to learns how to write better than its parents. 3 out of 10.