I know how to milk a cow, but I’d rather not.
I would not trust me to set your broken bones, help you deliver your baby, or pull one of your teeth.
I don’t know how to repair any kind of engine.
I can’t remember if the cure for a snake bite is sucking the poison out of it or peeing on it. Either way, someone’s going to be embarrassed.
I could go on and on, but already I’m worried about the future.
Thank goodness we’re all perfectly safe, huh?