I'm drunk. That explains everything.
OK, not really. But because I'm drunk, I wondered if I would be able to bite my toenails, Clay Aiken-style. I just discovered that yes, I can. Not that I did. But I discovered that I could, if I ever wanted to. Or if I was stranded on a desert island with no nail clippers.
What about you? This is a most crucial/important life question.