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"Air" Riddles - Next 10 of 236.
Riddle:
What do you get when you combine roller skates & a rocking chair?
Answer: Rock-N-roll.
Riddle:
A guy gets to choose how to die. He has 3 choices, one to get put in the electric chair, two to get hung, and three to get thrown into a lion pit of lions that had not eaten in one thousand years.
Which did he choose?
Answer: The lion pit because they had not eaten in one thousand years so they were already dead.
Riddle:
I provide air, and yet I scream and praise my idols. What am I?
Answer: A fan.
Riddle:
I live in a really noisy place, And I only appear when my loud friend is with me. I have my house high in the air, and I cause deadly fires. What am I?
Answer: Lightning lives in a noisy place, And it doesn't appear without thunder. It has it's house high in the air, And it cause deadly fires.
Riddle:
Looking for something? Open me. I'm sure that something inside of me lies. Of course, you can always find hope in me (Though despair must come first; and later, surprise), What's sought, though, depends on the seeker - One looks for bobbin; another, for beaker; Others, for nature; still others, for nurture - The quarry will vary from searcher to searcher. And yet (I suspect this will strike you as strange), My contents are set and will not ever change. If you cannot still guess what I mean, here's a clue: The answer - what I mean - lies inside of me, too. What am I?
Answer: A dictionary.
Riddle:
What is that over your head and under your hat?
Answer: Your hair.
Riddle:
I fly in the air, But I am not always there. I cannot be touched, But I can be felt or held. Think very hard, But if you live near the equator, You may have a tough time seeing me. What am I?
Answer: Your breath.
Riddle:
My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute, For my face is yellow, My hair is white, and my body is green. What am I?
Answer: A daisy.
Riddle:
I am the black child of a white father, a wingless bird, flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me, even though there is no cause for grief, and at once on my birth, I am dissolved into air.
Who am I?
Answer: I am Smoke.
Riddle:
I am black of eye and bright of hair. I fast in to the ground and follow my lord as he races around the world.
What am I?
Answer: I'm a Sunflower.
