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

Riddle: What is faster hot or cold? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: What do you get if you cross a snowman with a witch? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: I saw a man in white, he looked quite a sight. He was not old, but he stood in the cold. And when he felt the sun, he started to run. Please answer me. Who could he be? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: What word does not belong in this list: hold, told, scold, gold, or mold? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson were going on a hike through the woods. After a long day of hiking, they stopped for the night. They ate a cold meal, pitched a tent, and went to sleep. Both of them woke up in the middle of the night. "The stars are out tonight," remarked Doctor Watson. "What does this tell you?" Sherlock asked. "Well," he replied, "By the positions of the stars, it's roughly midnight." "What else does this tell you?" Sherlock asked again. "I don't know!" Doctor Watson retorted, annoyed. "What does it tell you?" What did the detective notice? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: In spring I am gay in handsome array; in summer more clothing I wear; when colder it grows I fling off my clothes; and in winter quite naked appear. What am I? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: On my own, I am darkness, a black abyss. But, Life brings me light with its gentle kiss. I am quiet and cold, but warmth I can hold. Alongside beauties and wonders, sights to be told. My surface may be bare, this I'm aware. But, beautiful secrets I am eager to share. My mouth so large, I swallow you whole. To be in my belly is your goal. What may lie within can drive men to sin. Greed and desire, gluttony's kin. For some, I am fear. For others, hope. My perception shaped from life's scope. From the earth I have come, and forever will stay, even if parts of me crumble away. What am I? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: You are in a cold room and you want to get warm. How do you get warm? Show Answer Hide Answer

Riddle: A nightmare for some. For others, a savior I come. My hand's cold and bleak. It's the warm hearts they seek. What am I? Show Answer Hide Answer