In my youth, that was referred to as, “A spider doing push-ups on a mirror.”
Try this:
Put your hands together, in straight-fingered prayer formation.
Rotate each hand in opposite directions 45 degrees. You should still be hands together but horizontal instead of vertical, with fingers touching the opposite hand’s palms.
(this is kinda complicated. follow closely.)Bend each middle finger out from your hands. Keeping hands together as mentioned above (or returning them that way once you do what follows,) slide the bent middle finger from one hand into the space created by the bent middle finger on the other. It should fit into a crook between your ring and pointer fingers.
Now wiggle your middle fingers.
Doesn’t that look silly? Never ceases to amuse me.
if you it down in a chair, and get a pepsi pottle and a coke bottle (both plastic and different shapes) and bang them off your knees, you can get quite a good rythym going!
My thoughts exactly, Ultress. I am very scared for the future. These folks are right up there with the people that march in local parades behind the banner: Lawn Mower Brigade.
By pushing my tongue against the roof of my mouth, suctioning back, and then rapidly releasing pressure, I can create a sound not unlike that of a firecracker popping. Best of all, it is just about impossible to tell I was the one that did it unless you were looking right at me. This can be used for fun and frolic in a quiet place.
When I’m driving, I often hold my hand out straight and pretend it is some very powerful blade that can chop through trees, mountains, etc. But it can’t chop through street signs and houses, and it has to be lifted up when you pass those.
Mine will cut through anything except electic poles and houses(at which points it must be lifted.) When your cutting everything in your path down you don’t want to go knocking out the power.
Now I would have sworn I was the only one that did that. I remember doing it when I was a little kid. No idea how it started. Maybe some kind of Paul Bunyan thing???
And what are they putting in houses to withstand this powerful force?
My Swedish great-uncle Åke (IMHO, the absolute coolest name in the world) could do some supreme hand-farts. I only learned how to do that (via self-instruction) a couple of years ago.
I gleek over EVERYTHING. I wish to hell I wouldn’t. I can’t control it. Provides no end of amusment to the Tzeroling when she sees it though.
I play MST3K with everything on the TV. Nature shows are the BEST! Mrs. O just rolls her eyes but sometimes I get a laugh out of her.
Hand chop out the car window!!! Mamma O used to get on me for that, she always feared I was gonna lose it to one of those unchoppable street signs or mailboxes. I wasn’t really chopping stuff, I was just trying to give the car some lift so we’d get airborne.
OMG!!! I’m not the only one who does this!! My latest theme is “Culinary School Student Saves Los Angeles”–nailing the bad guys in the head with overbaked rye loaves, then filleting them to make a Villan Vin Blanc… ok, it’s graphic, but everyone has a good meal at the end.
I’m also a soda-bottle-head-bopper. I never cease to find amusement in it.
That’s freakin hillarious! I’m cleaning the coke off my monitor right after I finish typing this.
You know how you can sneer with one side of your nose (think Elvis)? Well I can do the left side of my nose but I can’t do the right side. I know I can’t but I still try though just on the off chance that I’m able to do it. I also like to spin around in my chair at work really fast and then try and get up and walk around. That’s always fun to do when it gets slow around here.
It doesn’t take much to amuse me, I’m very simple…
Dropzone: Try blinking fast, and tapping your fingers over your ears at the same time. It feels like you’re in Stutter Mode, blinking in and out of existence.
Plastic bottle on the head? Yup. I’ve also been known to head butt wood walls with the back of my head. Not hard enough to cause a concussion. Just hard enough to scare anyone nearby with the sound it makes.
I can’t do hand farts, but I can do eye farts. Place the palm of your hand over your eye socket, then press inward.
I can pop both of my wrists and my right shoulder at will.
Weak eye muscles enable me to rotate my eyes (Pretty freaky looking I’ve been told), and to see double at will.
That kills me! I can do both sides and I have never met anybody else who could. Doing one side is none too pretty, but doing both at once is absolutely beastly.
You know how you can raise one eyebrow? I can only do the right one but I can’t stop trying to do just the left! I’ve resorted to holding the right down with my hand.
I like to type words out as I hear them. Not on a real typewriter - just using my fingers. And I like to practice the piano - Bach’s Goldberg Variations is especially enjoyable - on the train to and from work. I can tell when I’ve made a mistake even though there’s no actual music.
Whenever I eat grapes, I love to put them halfway in my mouth and then pop them in, one at a time. It makes little “pop!” sound that I somehow find very satisfying.
I also like to hold conversations in my head in foreign languages. It’s good practice.
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I think I need more hobbies.
