Here’s a good recipe for it. I was always about two years smarter than my actual age and about two years behind in my physical age. Thank God I never wound up like that dorky kid (who didn’t look much unlike me) in Real Genius. Here was the pinnacle. When I was in kindergarten, I was already an extremely fluent reader. They actually took me out of class one day and had me read this book called Butternut Bill to the first grade class at the school. For what reason I have no fucking idea – it was like here kids look how fucking stupid you all are – – good thing even the girls in this class can beat his ass.