Holly began rationalizing her 80 on a silly online quiz. I snorted, rolled my eyes at the very fact that she had felt the need to take a test offered by some unaccredited ErrorNet institution of getting your money and information, apparently for some kind of unnnecessary validation, and, um, uh, took the test.
Hey. These guys are really on the ball. I'm impressed at their insightful ability to cut through the crap in just a few questions, to establish that I'm really, really smart.
(Ouch. It hurts my eyeballs when I roll them so hard.)
Which one did I miss, dammit?