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Riddle:
If someone were to write a biography about us, the following could be reported: #1- Some of us reside in boxes, and others of us can be found resting in the backs of cars, but we are not homeless. #2- Four of us are found in a part of every ship. #3- One of us is famous for falling down a steep incline and injuring himself. #4- Ten of us are associated with a round ball, but we are not basketball players. #5- Unfortunately, one of us is reputed to be a serial killer. Based on the biographical information above - - - Who/what are we?
Answer: We are all Jacks / jacks.
Riddle:
Is it hard to spot a leapard?
Answer: No, they come that way.
Riddle:
What gets broken without having to hold it?
Answer: Your spirit :(
Riddle:
(1 ) I'm a strong man's opposite and a lazy man's norm. (2) When you start you look forward to me, but if you stall me I promise I'll come around eventually. Combine these two, what am I?
Answer: Weak + End = Weekend.
Riddle:
Whose wicked mother "Treason" cried?
Answer: Ahaziah’s mother—2 Chron. xxiii. 13.
Riddle:
What’s the best day to monkey around with your pals? It starts with “Ape” and ends with laughs!
Answer: Ape-ril Fools' Day!
A pun on “April,” this highlights the silly, mischievous fun of the day.
Riddle:
What do unicorns use to decorate their Christmas tree?
Answer: Uni-cornaments.
Riddle:
During a soccer match, a player makes a suggistive comment about women into the referee's ear, who promptly waves the red card and sends the player off.
Why would the referee do this?
Answer: The refree was a women.
Riddle:
What happens when a red rock falls in a purple pond?
Answer: The rock gets wet!
Riddle:
Which of the men is so prudent and wise as to say who drives me on my path, when I rise up strong, at times severe, powerfully prominent, sometimes vengeful, I travel throughout the land, burn houses. Smoke rises, grey over rooftops. The trees on earth shall be, the violent death of men, when I shake the woods, the flowering forests, fell tall trees, roofed with rain, by the highest powers, driven in my wandering, widely sent; I have on my back what once covered men, body, and soul, both in water. Say who covers me, or how I am called, that bears that burden. What am I?
Answer: A violent storm.
