Oh... I was 11 in 1980. Three boys stood outside my window and sang me that song. It was the first time I heard it. The more times I recount that story, the more I realize what a good memory it is. lol
My crazy talent is singing What shall we do with a flying saucer? to the tune of Drunken Sailor through a toy spaceship known as the "Mothership." Google Bard of Ely and What shall we do with a flying saucer? to find out more.
Edit: hahaha, that's awesome. Im posting it here for everyone to see. http://vimeo.com/29338844 What strikes me is not so much that you have that talent, but that you figured out that you had that talent. (Is that your fire alarm?)
Some would say double jointed, and besides, my mother never stopped preaching about the dangers of hitchhiking. Now I just have to work out how my perfectly horizontal thumbs might earn a living, save humanity or might otherwise alert the rest of us to an alternative way of living.
I have the talent to bend manipulate reality with my mind via matrix style, but i hate showing off, so you probably won't see me do it in front of anyone. but take my word for it, it's pretty awesome when i do.
filthy dessert? why don't you know that spotted dick is a dessert commonly used in england. how can that be considered filthy?
Why i was merely mentioning to everyone to join me in dinner party in that other thread while serving a relatively harmless dessert. If anyone thought i was referring to anything else, then that's probably their own filthy minds at work.
Besides, who can say no to having a piece of this mouthwatering delicious spotted dicK that you see in the picture down below?
Fair enough. However, we do have other delicacies at the dinner party though, as gmwilliams is bringing 5 roasted capons with oyster and cornbread stuffing, wild rice, peas, buttermilk biscuits, and arugula salad with creamy buttermilk dressing. What do you say? Surely no atheist can blame you for dining on any of these items can they?
I can find little stuff that falls on the floor, like a contact lens on colorful carpeting or an earring back in a dark theatre (gross, but I can do it), or a seed bead that went flying across the room onto an oriental carpet.
Just curious...are you at all color blind? Do textural differences stand out almost like color to you? I just found this intriguing. Color blind folk used to be used as camouflage spotters for this reason.
I've told this before, but Check this, it's Oscar night, and I'm one of the nominees for the Best Director category, right. Other nominees in that category are Scorcese, Eastwood, Spielberg, and Zemeckis. Naturally, I...