riddles
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heres my answers to cyborgs;
Breakfast
half hearted
moral support
duno
once in a blue moon
backdoor
crossroads
crossbred
ready for anything
a friend in need
for instance
middle aged
quite right
duno (give up your time?)
travel overseas
summary
forgive and forget
hitting below the belt
Aero
Breakfast
half hearted
moral support
duno
once in a blue moon
backdoor
crossroads
crossbred
ready for anything
a friend in need
for instance
middle aged
quite right
duno (give up your time?)
travel overseas
summary
forgive and forget
hitting below the belt
Aero
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Too easy.
A man enters a field wearing a backpack and dies. The backpack remains closed. What's in in the backpack?
A big lump of radioactive material. The man was a terrorist. The farmer that owns the field is questioned and held for 42 days on suspicion of terrorism charges, also his sheep are culled. A single mum up the road complains her unborn child was adversely affected by the traumatic incident and receives £24,000. Daily Mail runs a story about immigrants, terrorists and how they don't respect Diana, she'd never do a thing like that.
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Extra points to anyone who knows where I stole these from:
Lighter than what I am made of, more of me is hidden than is seen, I am the bane of the mariner, a tooth within the sea. Speak my name.
A spirited jig it dances bright, banishing all but darkest night. Give it food and it will live; give it water and it will die.
The man who invented it, doesn't want it for himself. The man who bought it, doesn't need it for himself. The man who needs it, doesn't know it when he needs it.
The life I lead is mere hours or less, I serve all my time by being consumed. I am quickest when thin, slowest when fat, and wind is the bane of the gift that I bring.
The more that there is, the less that you see. Squint all you wish when surrounded by me.
They come to witness the night without being called, a sailor's guide and a poet's tears. They are lost to sight each day without the hand of a thief.
They follow and lead, but only as you pass. Dress yourself in darkest black, and they are darker still. Always they flee the light, though without the sun there would be none.
I have holes throughout, from back to front and top to bottom to core. More nothing than something within, and yet I still hold water.
I am free for the taking through all of your life, though given but once at birth. I am less than nothing in weight, but will fell the strongest of you if held.
Alive as you but without breath, as cold in my life as in my death; never a thirst though I always drink, dressed in a mail but never a clink.
Of all your possessions, I am the hardest to guard. If you have me, you will want to share me. If you share me, you no longer have me.
I can have no colour, though there may be darkness within. I have no weight and hold nothing, and if placed in a container it becomes all the lighter.
Lighter than what I am made of, more of me is hidden than is seen, I am the bane of the mariner, a tooth within the sea. Speak my name.
A spirited jig it dances bright, banishing all but darkest night. Give it food and it will live; give it water and it will die.
The man who invented it, doesn't want it for himself. The man who bought it, doesn't need it for himself. The man who needs it, doesn't know it when he needs it.
The life I lead is mere hours or less, I serve all my time by being consumed. I am quickest when thin, slowest when fat, and wind is the bane of the gift that I bring.
The more that there is, the less that you see. Squint all you wish when surrounded by me.
They come to witness the night without being called, a sailor's guide and a poet's tears. They are lost to sight each day without the hand of a thief.
They follow and lead, but only as you pass. Dress yourself in darkest black, and they are darker still. Always they flee the light, though without the sun there would be none.
I have holes throughout, from back to front and top to bottom to core. More nothing than something within, and yet I still hold water.
I am free for the taking through all of your life, though given but once at birth. I am less than nothing in weight, but will fell the strongest of you if held.
Alive as you but without breath, as cold in my life as in my death; never a thirst though I always drink, dressed in a mail but never a clink.
Of all your possessions, I am the hardest to guard. If you have me, you will want to share me. If you share me, you no longer have me.
I can have no colour, though there may be darkness within. I have no weight and hold nothing, and if placed in a container it becomes all the lighter.
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Fire.
A Coffin.
Fog?
A Secret.
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Iceberg
Fire
Coffin
Candle
Darkness
Stars
Shaddows
Sponge
Breath
Tree?
Secret
A hole
taken from PuzzleDonkey? (I miss that site!)