I have had rabies shots. I know, alot of people have gone through them, but I had to get mine from contact with a rabid lamb. This lamb died at a county fair. My brothers and I had our lambs in the pen next to the rabid lamb. My brothers actually checked the lamb out and opened its mouth. They did it cause who suspects a rabid lamb at a county fair.
So when I sit down next to someone and say in jest “I have had my shots” I am not lying. 
I’m one of the relatively few males who have had a urinary tract infection.
We had a Nerf gun war at my office a while ago, and I took one of my co-worker’s darts, licked the suction cup, and shot it onto the skylight over his desk. One year later, it’s still there. One guy even climbed on a desk with a broomstick and manged to twist the thing up against the skylight and tear off some of the Nerf, and it’s still there.
What makes me different are the adhesive properties of my saliva.
I DRINK ZIMA, AND THAT MAKES ME DIFFERENT.*
*I don’t really drink Zima.
I see dead people.
I’m right handed and right brained. Swear to GOD! I’m cross-wired. I’ve gone through the tests and everything!
Well, I thought about dropping in with some wisecrack like, “Nothing, I’m just like everyone else.” Then I saw Revtim’s comment and thought I’d add that I’m one of the relatively few males who’ve had a D&C.
I’m the only normal person in the world.
Thanks for the laugh Robot Arm. When someone kisses you do they then stick like glue to you?
It’s been so long, I’ve forgotten. I don’t dare kiss any skylights, though.
I have one blue eye and one half green/half blue eye. I mean literally, my right eye is green on the bottom and blue on top. (So’s my sister’s.) But I wear colored contacts so no one can tell, because, come on, that’s just friggin’ weird, and I don’t like it when people point it out.
Makes me feel like a circus mutant. (No offense to any circus mutants out there.)
Plus there’s the whole immortality thing. I’m serious. Ask me about it sometime.
“You’re all individuals”
“Yes, we are all individuals”
“You’re all different”
“yes, we are all different”
“I’m not…”
God, I need help…
I believe the proper term is “circus freak”
Me? I’m virtually married to racinchikki :D, and I’m one of only 3 Dopers who own fullsize Jeeps (although I just wrecked it–see sig) (The other 2 are GaWd and Green Bean)
i’m a managment major at a tech school… my knuckles crack whenever i open and close my hands… and i’ve got the tip of a pencil stcuk in my leg soemwhere
if none of that works, i’ll make soemthing else up later
I like the taste of Guiness. (sp?)
I can peel a bannana with my feet.
Aside from the fact that I’m red-haired, blue-eyed and 6-foot-2 in a country where everyone is black-haired, brown-eyed and 5-foot-6…
I love natto (fermented soybeans), takuan (pickled daikon) and kimchee.
I named the Sony Aibo.
I am far more immature now than I was as a teen-ager.
I preview before I post. 
–sublight.
15 inches…
'nuff said
I’m so blind that I can’t even see anything clearly over 15"
from my face if I don’t wear my contacts. 
yes, but did you write that goofy commercial?
back to the OP
I’m one of relatively few males who will stop and ask for directions…on the road or in bed.
The only thing that makes me different is the fact that i’m not anybody else.
O.k., that was too Zen for me - i must go purge my thoughts with some NoFX or something…
After much thought, I’ve come to the conclusion that the thing that makes me different is the sum of my experiences. I’ve not done a particular thing that one would classify as outside the norm… well, maybe the accordion lessons. But I’m special. There’s no one else exactly like me. Mr. Rogers said so, dammit!!
No, wait - I just thought of something! I’m the only one in my office who, as project leader, ensured that the engineering documentation for my aircraft was completed and delivered on time. Never done before I did it, never since. Big fat hairy deal. You’d think it would merit recognition… you’d think… not that I’m bitter…