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I can do the Rubik's Cube with my feet. I can also breakdance and at one point owned more than one pair of parachute pants.

True child of the 80s

I figured this was appropriate, as well:

I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru. Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat 400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations with the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis. But I have not yet been to Vegas.

my cousin is the the head coach of the Baltimore Ravens, Brian Billick

I learned to read when I was 4. The kindergarden staff used to make me read to the other kids while they took long coffee breaks. As a result I like to help people, but only if I can do it by doing something I enjoy. (Can I help you with anything, Courtie? Peanut Butter Jelly Time!

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our pro teams left wing, who coached us from time to time in 4th grade, now coaches the japanese national hockey team.

I was born 14 weeks premature at 1lb 10 oz. Im 6'1 now.

I have a black belt in karate (I only know how to fight other karate people). I know how to skateboard (I use to do handrails). I can play the piano, guitar, drums (quints), and saxophone. Although not really well. I'm an Eagle Scout. Played soccer and golf my whole life.

And one time at band camp........

I can (and have) played Mary Had a Little Lamb on 10 instruments:
Clarinet, Sax, French Horn, Trumpet, Tuba, Xlophone, Harmonica, Recorder, Piano, Guitar

One's I've tried and failed: Flute, Trombone

swig, if u can play on tuba u can play on baritone!! make it 11 !!

everyone might not know that i have a thread in short handed forum where im taking any and all questions

you could have just gone to the shorthanded forum and seen the only thread ive made in less time than it took to make that post

When it gets real cold outside, I like to lie that my balls have shrunk to the size of watermellons. They're about half that size.

I use to be really afraid of dogs when I was young. Once in about 1st grade I went to my aunt's for a cook out and her 2 huge german sheprads were running around the yard. While everyone was eating I jumped onto the picnic table and started bawling because I thought they would eat me. My aunt gave me a snickers bar and I came down. Once I realized how wussy it was to be afraid of dogs it turned out they were both pretty rad. They're both dead now.

I'm closer to 50 than I am to 40. Ya - you guys ARE young.

I'm scared of getting on down traveling esculators since my grandmother pushed me down one when I was about 8 cause I was too slow getting on it Smile

When I was younger I was a pretty good bowler. I carried a 207 average at age 14. I was state champion of Kansas a few times and was ranked nationally in my age division (12-15).

I was a self-taught guy. I only had one ball (I had buddies I bowled with that had a ball for every single lane condition imagineable), and I didn't even own my own pair of shoes (I used house shoes). I only bowled on Saturdays and didn't practice. I loved it, but I loved baseball more and when Saturday practices came around for high school baseball I quit bowling...

I went on to have a pretty successful high school and college baseball career. I bowl maybe twice a year now, and it usually involves drunken schinanigans, but I'm still pretty good. Last game I bowled was a 243 or something...

P.S. The school I teach at will have a boys and girls bowling team next year for the first time, and I'm going to be the head coach, LOL.

Yeah, I know...and I mean esculators (think they might be called travelators in the US, don't mean an elevator)

They are freaky things, need to wait for the right time to step on but usually means letting about 10 steps actually go before I am feeling the timing....yeah, I'm scarred Very Happy

Damn George! And I thought my high score of 225 was hot shit. So you use spin, a glove and all that? I was a wannabe bowler for awhile in college. Mainly b/c it was the only official intermural sport I could play and drink beer at the same time. I even used to go the lane by myself to practice. But I never go beyond using a lane ball and never used spin Sad

I admit to being in a musical and no one makes fun of me. WTF is going on here.

I'm adopted, eagle scout, and I was in a commercial when I was little.

lol omg boost

Haha I had a friend who boned his stepsister. I tried to too, once, but it didn't work out (his stepsister, not mine, I don't have one).

Alright alright. I was a baby-model.

Hmmmmmmmm...

I am 6'4 or 6'5 depending on when you ask.

I can play Mary Had a Little Lamb on my teeth.

I was born in Nigeria.

I castrated pigs in Guatemala as a Peace Corps volunteer.

I got stuck in a revolving door when I was a kid.

I don't have a spleen (Peace Corps related, but nothing to do with castrating pigs).

A juror called me a smartass yesterday but I still won the trial.

I played tournament volleyball (beach and indoor) for about 6 years

My oldest son (19 years old) is adopted

hey i was captain of our HS volleyball team. Good times. Never did play beach though.

I am the terror that flaps in the night.

I am the fingernails that scratch the chalkboard of your soul.

I am the batteries not included.

Honestly though... I can drink 2 8oz beers in under 2 seconds, and I've done the rubiks cube in under 35 seconds (with my hands though).

Oh... and 'Rilla is my father.

Darkwing Duck

When I was a kid, there was a large drainage ditch in our neighborhood. It was probably 8-10 feet deep and almost always had a small amount of water (6-12 inches in depth) flowing in it.

My best friend had to scoop the dog poop out of his backyard before his dad mowed the lawn. He always scooped it into a large kraft paper grocery bag, and his mom would make him dispose of the poop near the drainage ditch. One time, he threw the bag into the water, and we discovered that it would float for quite a long time before the integrity of the bag was compromised and the bag sank. From that day forward we often made a game of setting the bags of poop on fire and floating them down the drainage ditch river.

Once as a kid me and friends had a game of hide and chase down ina wooded place at the end of my road. One friend spotted me and gave chase. As i turned around with super quick kid like ability, a branch off a tree pierced the skin of my face and went into a spot between my eyeball and eyesocket. I turned my head downward breaking the branch and ran home with a stick in my face. blood pouring down my face. Mam took me to the bathroom and got my bro to get a neighbour (who wasnt a medic or anythin) and they took it out with a tweezers. I was never taken to the hospital tho it needed looking at. Scar has heeled over time coz i grew a bit more since.

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