Prodigal Son

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?!

Elmo: Elmo doesn’t know Mr. Hooper!

President: You will, and when you do —

General Elmo: Come to me, Mr Hooper! Elmo defies you! Come and kneel before Elmo! HahahHOOHOOHOOHOOhaha!

17 thoughts on “Prodigal Son

  1. I think Squirrelly must be some kind of genius. Not only does he know his letters already (astoundingly impressive at his age) but he has cracked the genome (terrifying in its implications).

    I was already impressed he can do Elmo’s Keyboard-A-Rama. Those child prodigies! Always showing my kid up!

  2. Grover rules! Elmo drools! Any muppet who refers to himself in the 3rd person and has not been crowned the head of state in some European country or principality should be attached to a mophead and used to clean public toilets!

  3. Wow that is impressive!

    My boss once asked, “Do you have high standards for you child?” I said yeah. She said, “Well lower them, my son just told me he wants to be a bus driver.”

    I’m still not going to lower them though. ;)

  4. Welcome Back!

    I never put the whole AGTC – GATTICA thing together before I read these comments.

  5. The Squirrelly even got an ‘F’ in there too!

    So, in summary, if we ever need anyone to spell FAG CAT, like, he’s so in!

    He’s a keeper for sure, Matt. Don’t throw that one back.

  6. ha! I love it! kinda reminds me of an xfiles episode where a kid is getting top secret codes through the television static though…

  7. Wow, quite the genious indeed… but I don’t think I’d steer him toward BIOengineering. Life should be obsolete in a few years. Maybe a rocket scientist? Just make sure the difference between metric and standard/imperical is clear ;)

  8. If you restrict his number lessons to just 0 and 1 as well, he can start writing those computer programs too!

  9. Um.. yeah, your son is freakishly advanced. Please don’t let him be in my son’s class. I want to continue to cling to the illusion that my kid is smart. But next to your kid he’s gonna look retarded.

  10. Hmmm thats funny I could have sworn chinchilla starts with caatacgttgacagttgagcttcgtcctgagtgcctaaacgctattgctacgtaca.

    Oh well, you say tomato…

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