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"3" Riddles - Next 10 of 3606.
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My number is between 1 and 100. It is even. If you take away 2, then you will get 9_. I end with an x. What number am I?
Answer: 96!
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"So there was this marmot and he walked up to a sea cucumber..."
Answer: Finding Nemo.
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Why was 6 afraid of 7?
Answer: Because 7,8,9. (Because seven ate nine.)
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A teenager needed help on her homework on the computer but her mother didn't allow her to use it. The next day, she had a test about that homework and got an A*! How did she do this?
Answer: She used her phone.
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You are alone in a blizzard and you need to write something down. You have no pen or paper, no supplies or tools, just your clothes and the empty land of snow. How do you write down what you need to know?
Answer: The riddle "Stranded in the snow" is unanswered. Do you know the answer? If so, click and add your answer in the comments section.
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There lived a man in a house and everytime he went to bed he turned on the light. One night, the man forgot to turn on the light. The next day he read the paper and killed himself.
Why?
Answer: The man lived in a lighthouse. He forgot to turn on the light and a ship crashed. The next morning he read in the paper that the ship crashed and killed himself because he felt guilty.
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You can see a man, but he can't see you. How is this possible?
Answer: He is blind.
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How do you know if there's an elephant under your bed?
Answer: You bump your nose on the ceiling.
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Why is a gooseberry pie like counterfeit money?
Answer: Because it is not currant (current).
Riddle:
There is not wind enough to twirl That one red leaf, nearest of its clan, Which dances as often as dance it can. What is it?
Answer: The answer is “flame” (or “fire”). This riddle is related to a quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. The “one red leaf” is a metaphor for a tongue of flame on a low fire, which “dances” and flickers even when there isn’t enough wind to twirl an actual leaf. Coleridge’s imagery captures how a small flame closest to the embers moves restlessly with the slightest draft, appearing like a red leaf among its “clan” of other flames and coals
