Glen had always been the smartest kid in class, and he was sick of it.
"Can this thing lower my I.Q?" he asked.
"Let me see...," Sam replied, "Ah, here it is."
"Good, can you lower my I.Q. to about 50?"
"Sure, but I'll increase your muscle mass so you can be a jock. How does 500 extra pounds sound?"
"Awesome" Glen said as he clicked "CHANGE"