I can
blow air out through my tear ducts.

Sing any note from A (an octave and a third below middle C) to high C (two octaves above middle C) with ease.

Cause near-death experiences (was giving a flute recital a few years ago in a church, hit a long, held high note during a particularly poignant bit, heard a bit of a commotion at the back of the church, and later found out the frequency had fucked up some old bugger's pacemaker. Oops. My recitals should come with health warnings).

EDIT: and I can write really filthy, explicit grot.
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Fri 29 May 2009, 15:34, 3 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

that's quite a range you've got there
have you ever thought of offering your services as a weapon?
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Fri 29 May 2009, 15:38, Reply)

a weapon
of aural torture? My voice is quite pleasant actually. Unless I'm drunkenly singing along to Aqualung (the Jethro Tull song, not the band).
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Fri 29 May 2009, 15:58, Reply)

not of torture
but if you can do funny things to a pacemaker there's got to be some use for it on the modern battlefield.

I fucking love that Jethro Tull song :-D
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Fri 29 May 2009, 17:04, Reply)

Bloody hell
That's some vocal range.

Some of the so-called sopranos I've worked from time to time with can barely sustain a high E (8 semitones below your top note). Admittedly they're not exactly classically trained, but still.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Fri 29 May 2009, 15:38, Reply)

ahah nice range
I have an A to B-flat range with ease but by fuck I'm glad I'm not doing the soprano stuff for my recital in november!
(Poppet some assembly required., Fri 29 May 2009, 23:13, Reply)