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[li]Whistling with pursed lips? Fine. Whistling with fingers in the mouth? Forget it. And let’s not even talk about whistling through one’s cupped hands.[/li][li]I suck at washing dishes and mopping floors. I don’t know how it’s supposed to be done but whatever it is I’m not doing right, I don’t know what it is.[/li][li]I cannot write with my left hand at all. It looks worse than a kindergartener pretending to write like a doctor.[/li][li]I’ve never been able to get a straight, uniform slice of watermelon. It always comes off the melon as an uneven, tapering wedge.[/li][/ul]
You’re both at least one step ahead of me. I can’t do it with either hand.
I can whistle with just the lips (well, except when they’re too dried out) but not with fingers and not with any volume.
I can’t do a cartwheel, either. I did three backwards somersaults once, just enough to get credit for them in gym classs, but never since.
I can’t whistle. I can’t swim (no doggie paddling, no floating, nada – hubby is trying to teach me). I’m a horrid bike rider (hubby bought me a bike when I was 23 – I can keep upright now, but it takes lots of focus). I can’t remember my right from my left, but I wink with my right eye, so I wink to tell the difference.
But I can play cat’s cradle very well! I love it.
There are 3 of us now. I can snap with my right hand, but not my left. But I can play castanets with both hands.
I’m incapable of eating certain foods without getting a mess on my shirt.
I can whistle 2 ways–pursing my lips or not, but I cannot do a loud whistle with my fingers–no clue how.
I also cannot stop using the stopper thingie on the inline skates. I also cannot snowplow in skis (when I skied I tended to either just fall down or hit a wall. Once I hit the lift line, but that’s another story for another day).
I cannot play castanets.
I can ride a bike with no hands, yet I cannot ride a unicycle.
I can hula hoop, but not yoyo in any true sense of the word.
I cannot play video games with any type of mastery. I once got to page 2 on Yoshi’s story and retired then and there. Back in the day, I played a mean game of BurgerTime but never could play Asteroids or PacMan with any expertise.
I cannot do a simple back bend (from the floor up–starting from a standing position is backbend Olympics IMO). I couldn’t in grammar school and I still can’t.
I cannot do a flip-flop. I can do a cartwheel and a round-off, but no f-f.
Getting rid of the bodies.
Make that 4. I can only snap with my right hand using middle finger and thumb. I could sort of make a weak-ass snap with my left hand in the same manner. It’s weak enough that I wouldn’t call it a snap.
As a kid, I used to be able to roll my "r"s (my kindergarten teacher would chuckle as I would say “green” as “gRRRRReen.”) I lost the ability somewhere in grammar school, and I haven’t been able to consistently get it back. I can sort-of sometimes do it in isolation, but never in the middle of a word. It annoys me to no end.
However, I can whistle impressively loud using the thumb and middle finger of my left hand.
Even though I passed swim class with an A in high school, I can’t tread water for more than about 2 minutes before I’m out of oxygen (and I’m in good shape). I just never got the relaxed motion down that good swimmers seem to have, no matter how often I’ve been shown how to do it.
Basic arithmetic. Please don’t ever ask me to calculate the tip.
Make that 5.
I used to be able to whistle with the cupped hands, and with the index and ring fingers of my right hand, but I’ve lost the knack. I can still whistle with pursed lips.
I can’t skate, ice or street.
That’s not your fault. Stairs in the ad are not regular stairs. Regular stairs aren’t uniform, but the steps are generally too long (front to back) and too tall.
I myself am quite a fine one-way yoyo-er. (I.e., she’ll go down, but she won’t come back up again… :D)
Feed them to the pigs.
I still have difficulty with ‘left’ and ‘right’.
Too much chopping first.
Not if the pigs are hungry enough.
Too many big bone chunks aren’t good for their widdle toothy-woothies.
I can’t do backbends, and I can’t whistle with my fingers or roll my r’s.
My husband can’t wink with just one eye. Whenever I wink at him, he blinks both eyes back.
I’ve never been able to raise just one eyebrow, and I’ve always wanted to.
I can’t tear plastic wrap, unless I get the expensive kind with a little slide on the box. Otherwise, I have to use scissors.
I can’t whistle really loud, so I bought a really loud whistle.
I can’t run without turning an ankle, so I just don’t run.
Measure twice, cut once. Damn! Measure again, cut again. :smack:
Ladies find it easier to roll their Rs, if they wear high heels. 
Anybody can paint nails. The tough part is not painting the rest of the fingertip.