Inspired by another thread, I have a riddle for the masses.
He who owns it wants to sell it. He who needs it doesn't want it. He who has it doesn't know it.
What is it?
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:21:35 AM EDT
[#1]
I predict 87 incorrect responses, before the correct one is given.
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:24:29 AM EDT
[#2]
Fame?
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:24:43 AM EDT
[#3]
A calcified fetus in the abdomen (failed twin).
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:26:44 AM EDT
[#4]
Actually I think the answer is casket.
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:29:02 AM EDT
[#5]
Quoted: Actually I think the answer is casket but I don't want to ruin it...oops.
Correct, the answer is a casket. You got the answer before I could put up a prize of a bronze membership to the person who gets the correct answer.
Sorry.
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:33:46 AM EDT
[#6]
What veggie do you throw away the outside,cook the inside, eat the outside,and throw away the inside?
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:40:39 AM EDT
[#7]
Quoted: What veggie do you throw away the outside,cook the inside, eat the outside,and throw away the inside?
Corn on the cob
ETA corn is actually a grain although most consider it a veggie.
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:40:47 AM EDT
[#8]
I never was, am always to be, No one ever saw me, nor ever will, And yet I am the confidence of all To live and breathe on this terrestrial ball. What am I?
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:42:21 AM EDT
[#9]
Quoted: I never was, am always to be, No one ever saw me, nor ever will, And yet I am the confidence of all To live and breathe on this terrestrial ball. What am I?
Tomorrow
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:49:28 AM EDT
[#10]
Quoted:
Quoted: I never was, am always to be, No one ever saw me, nor ever will, And yet I am the confidence of all To live and breathe on this terrestrial ball. What am I?
Tomorrow
Damn, you guys are good.
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:51:51 AM EDT
[#11]
My life can be measured in hours; I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick; fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe. What am I?
Posted: 1/20/2006 6:52:44 AM EDT
[#12]
Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not. What is it?
