I took a short Internet IQ test to day and scored a 131, which means diddly-poo to me. It says I am a visual mathematician. I guess this means I like to look at pretty patterns and dissemble them into a more coherent form... Or maybe it means I know doddly-poo about anything not numbers. In any case I scored 131, and I prefer not to know where I stand against the general populus.
All I know is; a man who buys his wife exercise equipment for an anniversary present, can't stack up well against the rest of the world. I'm not very bright.
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1 comment:
I wish I would get exercise equipment as a gift, but then again, if I didn't ask for it...
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