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Again, I saw this on Megan's Blog and had to try it out. I don't mean to brag, but . . .

My IQ Is 140

Logical Intelligence is Genius
Verbal Intelligence is Genius
Mathematical Intelligence is Genius
General Knowledge is Genius



BTW, go check out Tim's Blog to see Sebastian's dietary progress since last November . . . the difference will blow your fragile little mind.



Cheers-Thanksalot!

Comments

James said…
Well, obviously, I mean, you scored a quite high 130 . . .

>;)
8/19/2005 10:50 AM
The Megan said…
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahaaaaaaaSHUT UP!!! =)
8/19/2005 12:43 PM
James said…
Aw, Megan . . .

You know I love you more than my luggage . . .
8/19/2005 12:52 PM
The Megan said…
i thought about getting you some designer luggage for your bday, but then i realized you would be able to utter the phrase above anymore, so i decided against it...

cheers, see ya in a few...
8/19/2005 2:55 PM
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