Fine motor skills though. I’d hire an underwater basket weaver to solder my submarine and rewire my broken communications lines.
I got a 13 yr old nephew that occasionally says thiings and laughs but won’t explain. Of course the whole point is to get me to give him that quizzical, confused look. So, I’m a good uncle and allow him to develop enough rope to hang himself with as I research the joke later, learn how to counter it, and enjoy watching his face fall in disappointment when the joke bombs the second time.
Can’t let him slack.