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It took Michelangelo eleven months to cover the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel with a series of dizzyingly elaborate patters and illustrations, and he required a team of five painters to do it. The Squirrelly must be some kind of prodigy, because he managed to do essentially the same thing to the hard wood floor in our kitchen in about three minutes, and we only needed a single purloined ball-point pen.
I guess we should be mad, but we prefer to focus on the positive. Like, how much money this genius kid is going to rake in for us. The Queen and I agree that a career in bio-engineering would be best suited for the kid, as it's the most likely to result in him having copious amounts of cash to lavish upon us. So, to steer him in that direction, we have decided to only teach him the letters A, C, G, and T.
Awwww, isn't that adorable?! He's making a chinchilla!
Or perhaps he could go into IT, as he seems to have an intuitive grasp of how wireless networks work. He often likes to play Elmo's Keyboard-A-Rama on the laptop out in the (newly redecorated) kitchen. When he wants to play he doesn't go to the computer, though: he sort of wanders around the house, staring at a point about three feet above his head and saying "want play Elmo?" as if he can sense the pixilated muppet being sent over the wireless link. Or maybe he thinks that, when Elmo isn't on the screen jovially screeching about the letter "J," he is trapped in some nether dimension between the router in the back of the house to the laptop in the front. You know, like those guys in Superman II:
President: [on T.V] This is your President. On behalf of my country and in the name of the other leaders of the world with whom I have today consulted, I hereby abdicate all authority and control over this planet to Elmo. Only by following all his directives will the lives of millions be spared -- Mr. Hooper! Can you hear me? Mr. Hooper! Where are you?!Posted on August 07, 2006 to The Squirrelly