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You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?
I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit not alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, awaiting to be filled in the morning. What am I?
I am weightless, but you can see me. Put me in a bucket, and I'll make it lighter. What am I?
Pronounced as one letter,
And written with three,
Two letters there are,
And two only in me.
I'm double, I'm single,
I'm black, blue, and gray,
I'm read from both ends,
And the same either way.
What am I?
From the beginning of eternity
To the end of time and space
To the beginning of every end
And the end of every place.
What am I?
K. C. Duellianus wrote:I still don't know what riddle #1 could be. A chicken? You take off the feathers, then cook it and eat it and discard the bones... just a guesss!
K.C. Duellianus wrote:As for this:
A man came to a river side,
With a donkey bearing an obelisk.
But he did not venture to ford the tide,
For he had too good an *.
The practical side of me says * = bridge maybe I'm missing somethign?
Curio Agelastus wrote:Well the flippant side of me suggests that * = asterisk, which would assume that the riddle was referring to the series of books.
Tiberius Dionysius Draco wrote:You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?
Lucia Dionysia Veneta wrote:Tiberius Dionysius Draco wrote:You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?
(I sooo hope this is right...)
What row of numbers comes next?
1
11
21
1211
111221
312211
13112221
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