It had cost the department over 2 billion dollars but there he stood; the world's most perfect man. Adam examined himself in the mirror. Chiseled features on his perfect face, rippling muscles on his perfect body, perfect waves in his perfect hair. He gave himself a big old perfect grin with his sparkly whites and blew a kiss to his reflection with his perfect lips. He turned and started down the hallway to find his creator. There was one little thing that was bothering him, and he hoped she knew the answer. This morning he had found a gray hair, and a tiny pimple beside his nose. Adam hurried faster.