Granted. Your super power is that your skin is covered in a strange glow-in-the-dark bullet-proof goop, which carries with it the perpetual aroma of dog vomit. Your hair is also covered in this goop which imbues your locks with a Rapunzel-esque strength, enabling you to use your hair as a kind of goopy rope, etc. This means, of course, that your hair will be impossible to cut with any human technology and so may become quite unmanageable after a while.

I wish I could play the trumpet like Dizzy Gillespie.