What if God came down one day and said "I'm sorry, but I think I made you too smart. You're going to have to give me 100 points of intelligence."

Where would you take those 100 points from without even realizing it, and how would you adapt in coping without them?<br><br>TL,DR - I can already imagine crows being fucking pissed right now, with their ability to make tools out of anything they can think of, and the fact that they fucking remember your face with ease, and can even put names to the faces.