I have never ever in my whole life had brain freeze, I also can wiggle my ears and my nose and roll my tongue
I can deliberately end a fit of hiccups. It’s part breathing exercise, part muscle control. Once I prevent one or two hiccups from happening, that’s it, fit’s over.
i can burp anytime i want. not just the short burp but the long one. buuuuuuuuuuuurrppp!
I can name the year (and sometimes the month) for just about every pop/rock song out in the 1980’s. As usefull as that sounds, it tends to annoy most people. :rolleyes:
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I don’t have to blink. Ever (apparently). I once sat without blinking for 45 minutes. I stopped only because I got completely bored, and suppressing the urge to blink requires slight concentration. I think maybe my tear ducts are over active or something, because my eyes don’t dry out, don’t burn or itch or give any indication they’re not fully lubricated.
So yeah, I have the ability to stare at you and make you uncomfortable and want to leave. Also, dogs and cats don’t give me any sass.
Regards,
-Bouncer-
I wish there was one but I’m not going through the car wreck again.
Short story:
Drunk hit my E150 doing a bit over 110 mph while being pursued by state police. It tumbled end over end twice and threw me out. I had brusies over 80% of my entire body including embedded gravel all over me. Went into shock, heart stopped according to EMT’s but I “woke up” in hospital. 7 days worth of testing and bed rest later, I walked out of the hospital.
A whole bunch of people talked about a miracle, but I’m satisfied with the doctor’s theory of dense bones and possibly bad call by the EMT.
I can wiggle my ears, eyebrows, and nostrils. Independently. Pick up things with my feet. Act as jungle gym / amusement park ride for multiple children. Reach things on high shelves. Piggyback people heavier than me upstairs. Walk on water (there was floating ice just under the surface but it looked cool). Walk barefoot in the snow. Invulnerable to Indian arm burns. I can burp on command.
In my college hangout we used to make lists of this sort for fun. Here’s mine from back then:
Super powers
• (1992 only) prescient ability to know where Colleen is and what she was doing
• Appear silently and without warning next to or behind people
• Read Brian’s mind (except around water)
• Existence is inherently anathema to yes or no questions
• Can, without balancing his checkbook, intuitively get bank account close to zero (under 25 cents) but not below
• versatile man, champion of a world with blurred lines and multiple perspectives
• Irresistible to young foreign born Hispanic guys
Vulnerabilities
• Has trouble finding holes
• Leaky
• Incapable of resisting young foreign born Hispanic guys
• Irresistibleness to young foreign born Hispanic guys ends after two weeks
• Causes all time pieces to destruct in interesting new ways, can only chronologically pinpoint a few events, the rest have all merged into a non linear timeframe
I can cross my eyes one at a time. And raise one eyebrow. I’m very special.
Not so much anymore but I used to have psychic ability of predicting the next song on the radio. I used to spook out my girlfriend when we were talking on the phone late a night and I would mention a song, and then it would be the next song played.
She thought I was friends with people at the radio station and I was playing a joke on her.
Billy Joel, Piano Man…Bingo
Jackson Browne, Boulevard … Bingo
etc.
Maybe I self consciously remembered a pattern but I still have my moments of clarity ever once awhile, 30 years later. (and I barely listen to the radio anymore)
I can crack my knuckles merely by clenching my fists, not just once but several times in succession.
I’ve often thought of putting that on my resume.
These days, I might just be the only applicant with that particular skill.
Oh, and in response to the video where the guy Tokyo Drifted into a parking spot on the opposite side of the street, I do that every day there’s snow on our street. Living in Wisconsin means months of high-speed sliding show-off fun. Living on a street full of retirees means I get a lot of shocked looks and shaking heads.
If someone belches, I can, within about 1 - 1.5 seconds, exactly imitate their belch, matching tone, volume, pitch and duration.
Also I can (and often do) fall asleep at parties, no matter how crowded or noisy they are. My friends now claim “it’s not a party until Parthol falls asleep.”
Finally, an actual useful mundane superpower: if I need to write something in a limited amount of space, I immediately and instinctively calibrate my handwritten “font size” so that what I’m writing ends up taking up the exact amount of space available. I never run out of room, or end up with a bunch of extra space at the end.
When I begin to cross a street, I can almost always tell which foot will reach the opposite curb . . . without adjusting my gait.
I can have multiple orgasms . . . without getting an erection (and yes, I’m male).
Do you ejaculate without an erection as well?
I am immune to brain freezes. Should I ever be held captive in an elaborate super-villain apparatus, I can rest assured I will free myself and save the world.
“No, Mr. Gargoyle, I expect you to forcibly consume this blend of slurpee, milkshake, and dippin’ dots. Hahahahahahah!” supervillain pulls lever and leaves the room
That’s a pretty good description of how it feels to me, so it probably is that muscle. (I’ve never had it spasm, though… that must be strange. And annoying.)
That’s kinda cool. If your user name reflects your profession, it’s probably very useful as well.
Not only do I have a super power, but my daughter wrote a theme song to go with it.
Mamaaaaaa! The Finder of Lost Things!!
My kids will be unable to find a specific toy, book, or article of clothing and will call me for help. I can generally go into a room, stand in the middle for a few minutes, concentrating, then go immediately to the item.
And this isn’t even counting the times when they “can’t find” something that is right under their noses.
I can squeeze toothpaste out of the tube long after normal people would consider it empty. That is all.
This is my fav. 
I can whistle at a freakishly high pitch.
Enough so that it freaks the dogs out.
Cooking: 99% of the time, I season the food once, by eye, and it comes out perfect.