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I can't water ski, never could get the hang of it. Snow skiing? No sweat. Baffling.

And I can't operate and drive a motorcycle to save my life.

Oh, I can whistle... just not very well anymore. Damn dental partial. :mad:
 
I can't drive anything. I'm 32. I've never needed to drive, nothing has ever been remote enough that a train won't go there. I'm also fairly sure that my eyesight isn't good enough for me to drive without some kind of vehicular genocide ensuing.
 
In truth, my spatial awareness skills are lacking, and I have difficulty with directions/navigation and things like remembering choreographed dances. It's not so much that I can't, but it definitely takes more effort for me than most other things. Since I am lazy, this means that I am constantly getting lost and dance like I'm having a seizure. A sexy seizure.

Literally everything else in the world I can do. I've never tried heart surgery, but I'm sure I'd be great at it.
"Dr. Phelia, the patient's heart is up here."
 
Hang wallpaper. I don't know if I'm shit at it because I hate doing it or I hate doing it because I'm shit at it.
 
Hang wallpaper. I don't know if I'm shit at it because I hate doing it or I hate doing it because I'm shit at it.

I'm quite good at that but I hate it. Same with painting houses. I can hire that shit out.
 
I'm quite good at that but I hate it. Same with painting houses. I can hire that shit out.

My mother is fucking great at it, bizarrely. I don't mind painting, though. I've painted this whole house, every room including ceilings in the last year.
 
My mother is fucking great at it, bizarrely. I don't mind painting, though. I've painted this whole house, every room including ceilings in the last year.

I've painted a couple houses, several times, inside and out. I've stripped clear finish off of redwood siding and renewed it. I'm meticulous at it. But I've quit. If my wife wants it done, she can call Ron and it gets done right. And she doesn't have to hear me bitch about it. It's a win/win.
 
I've painted a couple houses, several times, inside and out. I've stripped clear finish off of redwood siding and renewed it. I'm meticulous at it. But I've quit. If my wife wants it done, she can call Ron and it gets done right. And she doesn't have to hear me bitch about it. It's a win/win.

Ron favors a China Bristle?
 
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