Riddle: We are little creatures; all of us have different features. One of us in glass is set; one of us you'll find in jet. Another you may see in tin, and the fourth is boxed within. If the fifth you should pursue, it can never fly from you. What are we? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: One morning a man is leaving on a business trip and finds he left some paperwork at his office. He runs into his office to get it and the night watchman stops him and says, "Sir, don't get on the plane. I had a dream last night that the plane would crash and everyone would die!" The man takes his word and cancels his trip. Sure enough, the plane crashes and everyone dies. The next morning the man gives the watchman a $1,000 reward for saving his life and then fires him. Why did he fire the watchman that saved his life? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: If what goes up must come down, what comes down that must go up? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: This object can be driven, but has no wheels, and can also be sliced and remain whole. What is it? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: I know a word of letters three. Add two, and fewer there will be! What Word Am I? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: Ten pears hanging high, Ten men come passing by, Each took a pear and left nine hanging there. How could that be? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: What can you throw but not catch? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: I'm by nature solitary, scarred by spear and wounded by sword, weary of battle. I frequently see the face of war, and fight hateful enemies; yet I hold no hope of help being brought to me in the battle, before I'm eventually done to death. In the stronghold of the city sharp-edged swords, skilfully forged in the flame by smiths, bite deeply into me. I can but await a more fearsome encounter; it is not for me to discover in the city any of those doctors who heal grievous wounds with roots and herbs. The scars from sword wounds gape wider and wider; death blows are dealt to me by day and by night. What am I? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: Big as a biscuit, deep as a cup, even a river can't fill it up. What is it? Show Answer Hide Answer