~*Pudgy's Riddle Mania*~

[skinnyhb]

ooo, i think sachet wins this round.

[Sachet]

*yells*
YeY!! *shakes my pom poms*

I dunno how since I've only been able to answer 1 riddle off this whole thread, but I'm certainly not going to argue with you!

*winks & tips your hat over your left eye*

[Sachet]

I'm just bumping these up.
Skinny, I've added yours in too so you'll hafta watch to see if anyone answers them correctly


*My neighbor recently moved in down the road and has five children. Unusually, half of the children are girls. How can this be?


*Who makes it, has no need of it.
Who buys it, has no use for it.
Who uses it can neither see nor feel it.


*Whoever makes it, tells it not.
Whoever takes it, knows it not.
And whoever knows it wants it not.


I dunno, is this next one even a riddle? *lol*
*My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face,
Careering along, yet always in place --
The thought has often come into my mind
If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.


*A dozen Royals gathered round, Entertained by two who clowned.
Each King there had servants ten, Though none of them were also men.
The lowest servant sometimes might, Defeat the King in a fair fight.
A weapon stout, a priceless jewel, The beat of life, a farmer's tool.
What are we talking about?


* What are the next two letters in the following series and why?
W A T N T L I T F S _ _


*The higher I climb, the hotter I engage, I can not escape my crystal cage.
What am I?

[CJWolf]

*Who makes it, has no need of it.
Who buys it, has no use for it.
Who uses it can neither see nor feel it.

coffin

[CJWolf]

*Whoever makes it, tells it not.
Whoever takes it, knows it not.
And whoever knows it wants it not.

maybe some fake bling bling

[CJWolf]

*My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face,
Careering along, yet always in place --
The thought has often come into my mind
If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.

this one isn't a riddle, i read it in lit class ... poem by Edward something ...

[CJWolf]

A dozen Royals gathered round, Entertained by two who clowned.
Each King there had servants ten, Though none of them were also men.
The lowest servant sometimes might, Defeat the King in a fair fight.
A weapon stout, a priceless jewel, The beat of life, a farmer's tool.
What are we talking about?

Has something to do with a club, a diamond, a heart and a spade

[CJWolf]

*The higher I climb, the hotter I engage, I can not escape my crystal cage.
What am I?

Thermometer ...

[CJWolf]

but you got me stumped on two of them ... i'll get them yet though

[CJWolf]

A HA ... i couldn't figure out the A&W one ...

[skinnyhb]

wolfy and jim, you bastards. i was on here not 10 min ago and there were no new riddles. i return just now and there are new riddles but are already answered.

[skinnyhb]

and yes, the moon one wasn't really a riddle, but i wanted to see if anyone knew what the writer (some edward guy) was talking about. i thought it would make a good riddle type thing.

[CJWolf]

*My neighbor recently moved in down the road and has five children. Unusually, half of the children are girls. How can this be?

[CJWolf]

and i found it ... it was Sir Edmund Grosse who wrote the poem ...

[skinnyhb]

ah yes, 'twas him. and do you know the answer to the children one. im getting angry at myself because i know the answer, but i can't remember it or figure it out.