Read 700-100 wpm with 100% comp. Make snap decisions, that are usually as right as those made by lesser beings after 40 hours of thought & discussion. Use contents of “little black bag” (see male slut thread).
Oh, and Sunshine, Amijane*, & Edwardina: you did not know this, but by posting these claims you are required to back them up with posting actual photographs of yourselves doing these things- right Guys? Right Slythe? 
And a warm welcome to you, Amijane.
Heesh, what nice people 
One quiet remark about breasts and I get such a welcome - who’d have ever expected it? Thanks, sweet things
Fitting your fist in your mouth? WOW, bet the guys dig you! LOL, I don’t have that talent, in trying it, all I can do is three knuckles.
Damn, I can’t think of any talents I have.
Um, well, um, damn!
I spend more time on the internet than anyone I know…not a talent but certainly note worthy.
My unusual talent is to be able to become facially and vocally stoic when I’m being tickled or in pain (such as at the dentist’s office, when I was being drilled on without Novocaine once). This bothers my girlfriend to no end, especially when she tickles me and expects a reaction!
For some reason, lots of useless, trivial information that I read or hear on the radio or in conversation gets stuck in my mind for instant recall at a later date – sometimes years later.
Fortunately, I’m married to a woman who often asks questions that require me to dredge up all this useless, trivial information. When she asks and I answer, she doesn’t even ask anymore how I know. She just knows I read or heard it somewhere and I just know.
I’m also pretty good at recognizing voice-over actors. If I hear a voice on one cartoon or commercial, I can sometimes say, “That’s the guy who does…” All that musical training didn’t go to waste, I guess.
My wife’s talent is knowing where things are. Even in other people’s houses, if they say something like, “Where’s my watch?” She’ll know where it is. I cannot explain how she does this.
I finally figured it out!
I can whistle through my tongue…not your typical whistle but by curling my tongue on each side I can make a noise like you would hear blowing in a beer bottle!
Okay I am sure others can do it but hey it’s one of the few things I can do that I have only seen one other person do!
Well, I can do the raised eyebrow thing, too, but I started practicing back when I first saw Mr. Spock do it back in the 70s. Now I do it reflexively. In addition, I’m a Ph.D. equivalent as far as comic book physics goes. Related to that is my ability to justify anything for a RPG character. Given a completely random character, I can create a rational background, no matter how disparate the abilities/powers/whatever. These are all gifts that serve me well…
I’ve got photographic memory, especially with road directions, which is why I haven’t yet quit my crummy underpaid job driving a shuttle van.
Well, you’d kinda have to be there to appreciate it, I suppose, but I can perform “Stars and Stripes Forever” by making little farty noises with my lips for percussion while simultaneously humming the melody.
If I am doing it because I want to show off, I add tongue clicks and thump my chest rhythmically too. If someone asks me to do it because they want someone else to see it, particularly large groups of people, I usually leave the extras out.
oh, and i have a pornographic memory. 
pretty nifty huh?
I have two:
My tongue takes just about forever to get tired.
I have never been lost. I may not know where I am, but I can always get to where I was. This includes such things as driving straight to a Taco Bell in South Lake Tahoe that I had last visited 15 years ago. Or hiking untrailed woods and returning exactly to my starting place. Doesn’t sound particularly great, but it is useful.
Did I mention my tongue?
Great bunch of “talented” people we have here! 
I can just imagine 13 weeks of that Survivor show with you people on it…hee, hee!
I have extremely sensitive senses.
I can read normal size text on a computer monitor from across a (largish) room. I have great night vision.
I can hear higher frequencies than most people. I can tell you, before entering, whether a room has a tv on in it (due to the sound produced by the picture being redrawn). I can tell the difference, by sound alone, of a tv showing a white screen and a dark screen. I can do the same thing to tell, without looking, when a website has finished loading.
I can locate bats by listening to them (no, I’m not kidding).
I can balance and navigate (walking around my room, down a sidewalk) without visual feedback. I’m still working on juggling with my eyes closed.
I’m a dead-on shot with a rubber band. Name a target in range, and I’ll hit it +/- an inch or two, without taking time to aim.
Oh, and I can recall entire songs, if I like them. Drums, instruments, voice, everything, start to finish.
I can do the part about telling if there’s a TV on. That’s about it. My ex-girlfriend could turn her feet backwards (no, that didn’t have anything to do with why we broke up ;)).
I am supremely and utterly talentless. Not a special thing pops to mind… Wait…
I can be ignored in any crowd imaginable. I can be anyplace, talk to people, and no one will recall me.
Oh never mind…
I am a truly excellent speller. I’m not as good a typer as I am a speller, so sometimes you’ll see a mistake, unfortunately. I can spell extremely quickly, too, faster than most people can write, because I can see the words written down in my mind, like selective photographic memory.
And much more usefully, I can flip people off with my toes. But only with my left foot, not my right.
My gift, if you want to call it that, is being able to read rapidly.
I can look at a message board topic, and read it so fast, that I have to wait for my guy to catch up.
golf, Many spend their life perfecting the game. First time and at the frist tee, I was 1 foot from a hole in one. and I outshot my buddies. The thing that kills them is that I don’t care, I hate golf.
“LockJaw reaction” when women see it, that happens
I can kill a joke or a funny conversation in seconds.
Modesty.
“This I gotta see. Go on Eve, post like Garbo.”
–Umm, well, they’re VOCAL imitations, so until computer technology catches up . . . I once worked at a magazine with a writer who did a great Jimmy Stewart. He and I used to entertain co-workers by doing our version of “Green Acres” starring Jimmy Stewart and Greta Garbo.
“Waall, waall, Lisa, the, the people are here to repair the, uh, closet . . .”
"Oh, Olliver. I cannot face Ralllph und Alllf. Und dee peeg, eet depresses me . . . "