Nat's toes are positively prehensile. She could doubtless hang from a branch by them. My side of the family.
My paternal grandfather had a nasty habit of slipping off his shoe and pinching the piss out of you, as if he'd used his thumb and forefinger.
I just threw away the wife's blow drier, which was shooting sparks out the barrel like some cheap Chinese toy pistol.
I was using a blow drier one time, back when I coiffed...the 70's, dontcha know, and the damn thing shot a chunk of something into my skull, and scorched a goodly portion of my hair.
People think they can buy an appliance on sale at K-Mart for eight dollars, and then use the damn thing safely and reliably for twenty years.
Well, you can't.
Oh, to be sure, the wife and I have appliances in our house that work perfectly, that we inherited from our grandmothers. They have names on them like 'Westinghouse', and 'Sunbeam', from the day when those names meant something.
Built by Americans, and built to last, and you saved up all year to buy the wife one for her birthday, or Christmas.
And she treasured it, and her daughter stood at eye level with the kitchen counters, and watched her mother use it, and dreamed of one day being able to use it in her own home, for her own husband.
That dream is dead, people.