Okay, so there are a number of things going on here. Hear me out.
So I can turn my arms into cricket bats? Great, but is this something I can turn on and off. Is it painful to make the transformation? Are the bats made of proper willow-wood or are they a cheap knock off? I can see this being useful if someone dropped fifty golf balls down a slight incline and I could use my arms to create a barrier V shape and collect them all. That's pretty nifty.
Now, the ability to never feel regret could be considered one of the most OP abilities on the list, but also one of the ones that would likely end up getting me killed. If I am baking a pineapple-upside-down cake and try to force it out of the hot tin too early, I could end up getting a nasty burn. If I don't regret doing that, what is to stop me repeating that again and again until my arms are nothing but cinders? It would be great not having to think about the all the years I thought you could either use shampoo or conditioner. I chose conditioner. I wondered why I always had greasy hair.
Shooting kebab meat out of my wrists. I assume this is similar to spiderman, but it still raises questions. What speed is the kebab meat being fired out at? Can I shoot it far enough away to ward off curious feral dogs? Is there a hard limit to the amount of kebab meat I can fire out of my wrists, or can I fill the atmosphere of the earth with 100% donner meat goodness?
Now, being able to create a high quality item with zero production costs essentially makes me a billionaire assuming I can find a large enough market for high quality knitwear. I could look into knitted iPad cases, car jackets and bird hats to expand my possible income.
The last one, though appealing, does it count if I touch myself? Does it only work if I touch people's skin? Does it only work if I break electron repulsion and actually make quantum physical contact with someone? Either way, it would make for awkward conga lines.
I think I would have to take the high-quality knitwear, due to the fact I could create my own country made entirely of a rather visually pleasing peach crotchet pattern.
Yeah, fuck Greenland.