You Are Sitting Inside A Plane Riddle
You are sitting inside a plane; There is a horse in front of you, and a car behind you.
Where are you?
Where are you?
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I Eat I Live I Breathe I Live I Drink What Am I Riddle
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What Do Cheerleaders Eat For Breakfast Riddle
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Take Me Out Of A Window Riddle
If you throw me out the window, I'll leave a grieving wife. Bring me back, but through the door, You'll see someone giving life. What am I?
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The letter 'n'. Throw out the letter n from the word window and you have widow. Bring back the word n to door and you have donor. Did you answer this riddle correctly?
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Name One Meal You Can Never Eat For Breakfast Riddle
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Mother's Day Cards
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A Woman Meets A Nice Man At Her Sisters Wedding
A woman meets this nice man at her sisters wedding. They talk for a while and really begin hitting it off. She goes to the restroom and after returning he's gone. The very next day the woman decided to kill her sister. Why?
Hint: She really likes this man.
St. Patricks Day Shamrocks
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Bad Soccer Weather Riddle
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A Wolfs Fav Time Of Year
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A Cave Woman's Husband Riddle
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A Farmers Wife Riddle
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27 Days Riddle
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The moon. Even though the true moon cycle is about 29.5 days, it takes 27 days, 7 hours, and 43 minutes for our Moon to complete one full orbit around Earth. Thus you can see the full moon every 27 days or you can moon yourself every day in the mirror. Not that youd want to. Does anyone moon themselves? Cant say as Ive ever had the pleasure. Did you answer this riddle correctly?
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Eight Days Wake Riddle
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Weary Of Battle Riddle
I'm by nature solitary, scarred by spear and wounded by sword, weary of battle. I frequently see the face of war, and fight hateful enemies; yet I hold no hope of help being brought to me in the battle, before I'm eventually done to death. In the stronghold of the city sharp-edged swords, skilfully forged in the flame by smiths, bite deeply into me. I can but await a more fearsome encounter; it is not for me to discover in the city any of those doctors who heal grievous wounds with roots and herbs. The scars from sword wounds gape wider and wider; death blows are dealt to me by day and by night.
What am I?
What am I?
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