DeitySlayer
President of Chindia
I can kick to the head-height of someone who is 6"5.
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Your hideously fantastic talent
- Thread starter Wirey
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Wirey
Fartist
Yes, but can you do it on unsolid ground? That would be impressive. You could call it the "Quicksand Super Flip".
Well, I suppose what is meant by solid. I don't think I could do it in quicksand.
Actually I specifically choose not-quite-solid ground (like grass) to do it on because it's soft in case I mess up. I specified "solid ground" to mean that I don't have to be on a trampoline or something like that.
Yeah, well I can get kicked in the head by a 6'7" guy!
That is pretty cool. I've never been that limber, quick or talented.
Could you do it naked....with pictures to prove your veracity?
(I'm not a jerk....I'm asking for Wirey, who's shy.)
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Kathryn
It was on fire when I laid down on it.
My hips are double jointed and I can slip my femur in and out of the hip socket. It sort of pops when I do it.
I do it sometimes just for shock value. It works best in a pair of spandex workout pants. The blood drains from people's faces.
Oh and I placed second in the state regionals in girl's spelling in Georgia in 1979.
Yeah. Kick ***. It's been downhill ever since.
I do it sometimes just for shock value. It works best in a pair of spandex workout pants. The blood drains from people's faces.
Oh and I placed second in the state regionals in girl's spelling in Georgia in 1979.
Yeah. Kick ***. It's been downhill ever since.
I know it's getting repetitive, but can you do it in the altogether? Wirey asked again.
GabrielWithoutWings
Well-Known Member
I can make my wife shoot lasers out of her eyes...
No really, no ********.
No really, no ********.
Try telling that to Wirey.
Of course, you'd have to say it in Canadian. (He doesn't speak English.)
Wirey
Fartist
Oui, c'est vrai! Je parle en Francais seulement, except when other people realize how bad my accent is. Spanish is tough.
And don't listen to Revoltinger. It's -40 up here in June. No one ever gets naked. We wear a parka when we shower.
Jeremiah
Well-Known Member
I can make a very rapid chatter sound from my mouth, but without the use of my vocal cords. It's hard to describe, but it is what got me the nickname Squirrel in high school. It does not really sound like a squirrel's chatter, but I can see the association. It does causes squirrels to stop, c ock their head and look at me like WTF. And dogs too, it has a very humorous effect on dogs; they c ock their heads, their ears perk up and look at me like WHAT?!?!
I also have a double jointed thumb, and I can make the blood-veins puff up on my hand. Not very impressive to adults, but kids love it.
I also have a double jointed thumb, and I can make the blood-veins puff up on my hand. Not very impressive to adults, but kids love it.
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I can tense the muscles in my neck, making the skin flare out like a cobra.
While mine is a gift from God, those of you interested can learn this skill.
While mine is a gift from God, those of you interested can learn this skill.
Smoke
Done here.
I'm not the best genealogist in the world, but I'm the best one you're likely to encounter without being a genealogist yourself. I don't have the encyclopedic knowledge of Megan Smolenyak, the brilliance of Gilbert H. Doane, or the narrative genius of Alex Haley, but I'm pretty damned good. I once traced someone's ancestry to four generations starting with nothing but information found on her Facebook page. I'm also pretty lucky. I once stood in front of a shelf full of bound copies of genealogy periodicals, selected a volume at random and opened it at random -- to a page that contained a transcription of my second-great-grandfather's estate inventory.
Smoke
Done here.
I can meditate in a strip club.
I can meditate in a strip club.
I stand corrected. I can meditate in a strip club so long as I'm NOT asked to spell out what I'm meditating on.
Kathryn
It was on fire when I laid down on it.
When I lived in Europe in the '90s, all the countries still used their own individual currencies, which made day trips interesting and sometimes complicated.
I unexpectedly found out that I have an uncanny ability to figure out exchange rates in my head and in about 5 seconds, within pennies (or koronas or pfennigs if you like) of the differences between currencies.
I'm also really good at guessing how many beans, or Skittles, or whatever, are in a jar at the fair.
I also work at a bank and discuss interest rates, compounded interest, etc. all the time and am usually "right on the money" with my figures.
This is only amazing to me because I HATED math in school. In fact, I've never been able to grasp an abstract math concept beyond the level of, oh, the most basic algebra. But...a few years ago I was considering going back to school under some sort of adult education program, and so I took a multiple choice placement test. The math questions didn't demand that you write out the formula you used to reach the answer, so all I did was guess at every one of them that used algebra or calculus to answer (I erased all math formulas from my internal database the instant I finished any final exam - which for the record I have never made better than about a 70 on in any math class which required me to write out the formula used).
I aced the test. I also aced the math section of the real estate licensing test. I have absolutely no idea how that happened.
Maybe I'm some sort of math idiot savante.
I unexpectedly found out that I have an uncanny ability to figure out exchange rates in my head and in about 5 seconds, within pennies (or koronas or pfennigs if you like) of the differences between currencies.
I'm also really good at guessing how many beans, or Skittles, or whatever, are in a jar at the fair.
I also work at a bank and discuss interest rates, compounded interest, etc. all the time and am usually "right on the money" with my figures.
This is only amazing to me because I HATED math in school. In fact, I've never been able to grasp an abstract math concept beyond the level of, oh, the most basic algebra. But...a few years ago I was considering going back to school under some sort of adult education program, and so I took a multiple choice placement test. The math questions didn't demand that you write out the formula you used to reach the answer, so all I did was guess at every one of them that used algebra or calculus to answer (I erased all math formulas from my internal database the instant I finished any final exam - which for the record I have never made better than about a 70 on in any math class which required me to write out the formula used).
I aced the test. I also aced the math section of the real estate licensing test. I have absolutely no idea how that happened.
Maybe I'm some sort of math idiot savante.