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all my joints crack and pop or do nothing, so someyimes i sound llike im walking on hundreds of dry twigs, or i'm silent like a shadow that also creeps out people. some times my visions bends as if looking through a curved surface(concave/convex) both alow me to see some weird things. once i dislocated my toe, poping it out and in and didn't know till the swelling started hours later. Smoke alarms don't wake me, and i can sit up, walk about, converse with people with eyes open and still be asleep. Me--> :uhoh: :confused: :heh:
 

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I can sit in the lotus position, then pop up, balancing on my knees, and "walk" the length of the room.

I owe my marriage to the British science fiction show "Doctor Who."

For the first two years of college, I never slept in a bed. Instead, I slept in a sleeping bag on the floor.

More times than not, regardless of the temperature, I wear a blue bathrobe over whatever else I'm wearing in the house. (My wife refers to it as my "smoking jacket," although I don't smoke.)

At 41, my entire lifetime's alcohol consumption would fit into an 8-oz glass.

My immune system does not recognize my thyroid gland as belonging to my body and is actively destroying it.

I always eat a slice of pie "backwards" (crust first), so the last bite is theoretically the best-tasting.

When I pick up my week's worth of comic books, I always rank order them from worst to best, so that in theory every comic book I read that day is better than the one I just finished. Since my youngest son has started reading many of the titles I get, I've taken to letting him read them first and rank order them for me, just to be sure.

Johnathan
 

When I eat a slice of pie, I bear down on the fork so the filling squishes out the sides. Then I pile all the filling on the crust after I've eaten the rest and eat it.

I'm a certified caffiend. Been drinking it since I was five.

My knees pop whenever I squat, kneel, or get up. From jumping off of tall things all the time as a child.
 

der_kluge said:
I've never drank a cup of coffee in my entire life. I'm 32.

I've owned -- and used on a daily basis -- the same coffee mug for 26 years. I'm 39.

It has travelled from the Gulf of St. Lawrence to California to the Caribbean, visiting about 6 countries and about half the states of the U.S.

I bought it for $5.95 in a surf shop in Boca Raton, Fla.

Carl
 

RangerWickett said:
I can click my tongue at a volume only slightly less loud than I can shout.
Cool, me too, probably a little louder than I can shout but hey I'm soft-spoken. Never met anybody else who could do it.
 

I can bend my left index finger all the way back to my hand (and, all of my fingers bend back REALLy far... that one just bends the farthest).

Also, I can make something like 6 or 8 loops with my tongue - it greatly resembles a clam.
 
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I associate objects and people with colors. I don't know how else to explain it--a person might "feel" blue to me, or a book might "feel" orange, even when the cover is white.

I'm 32 years old, I live in southern California, and I don't own a car. I walk or take public transit everywhere I go. I often walk for miles each day. In California, this is very weird. Sometimes I miss having a car, but most of the time I don't.
 

So this would be a common exchange for you?

"How are you today?"
"Hm, turquoise-y, really."
 

Jdvn1 said:
So this would be a common exchange for you?

"How are you today?"
"Hm, turquoise-y, really."
Acutally, this may be the first time I've ever mentioned it to anyone. It's just a bit too unusual to try to explain to people, normally. Plus, it's so engrained into my worldview that I don't even think about it most of the time.
 

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