When my mom was getting her master's in special education she had to take a class on how to give and grade an IQ test. She gave me (and all my siblings) the Stanford Binet and I scored so high she brought me to class with her as show and tell or something.
The professor gave me another one and I scored so low it was amazing I could draw breath independently.
Lesson of the story? IQ doesn't matter - it's what you make of your own talents and abilities that does.
Well, either you are incredibly, and I mean as in severely mentally disabled, stupid, or you are a troll. I'm going to go with troll, to preserve the little faith I have in humanity and our gene pool.
