As per seadog, I can hear bats. I can also hear when the breadmaker and tumble dryer beep, something that amazes my wife continually. One beer, however, and my hearing goes to pot, plus I’m no good at picking out sounds/speech from a noisy bar.
I’m also Mr Anti Procrastinator. I’ll squash you, Mr Bullshit!
I love their response to British requests during the Falklands as summed up by the British Ambassador at the time: “They’ve offered every possible assistance short of actual help.”
I can ejaculate in my sleep.
oh, I read that as sheep
Anyway, I can always pick the wrong queue to stand in a supermarket. not particularly useful unless you enjoy standing behind someone who doesn’t seem to understand how to use money or how to operate their wallet/purse