The instructor was also using a girl with double-jointed elbows and hips as a model. It was nice to see that I wasn't the only one not able to turn myself into an inside-out backwards pretzel. The pose I call "triangle with a tumour" wasn't so bad (could still be a smaller tumour), but the backwards pretzel (actually the same thing as the triangle-with-a-tumour, only backwards/inside-out) was just imposible. (unfortunately, I can't find a pic of either on the net).
Captain Cookie; in-pretzable, and writing (as is not terribly unusual) at 3:40am.