My birthday came 2+ months early today. Not in any actual sense, mind you, but in that my parents told me what they plan to give me for my birthday. For my 25th birthday, I will be getting…a DNA test.
If you haven’t bothered to click on the link in the preceding paragraph, the test in question is an analysis of one’s Y chromosome or mitochondrial DNA; genetic information from those sources is used to provide a (very rough) idea of a person’s “close” genetic relatives, which are called haplogroups.
The test is $100; sadly, the price does not include both the Y-DNA and mtDNA tests (you have to choose one or the other). Given that, I’ll probably have my Y-DNA tested. And now, because there are so many jokes I can make about DNA testing, I’ll leave you with a sampling. Feel free to add your own; it’s fun and easy!
- It’s a shame the Relative Box doesn’t exist yet.
- My DNA will be on handy reference for those pesky paternity suits.
- I’ll have much of the information I need to embark on my own personal eugenics program.
A week later Jesse is horrified to find that his DNA is 50% closer to a chimpanzee than the average human.