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Always drowning, never sinking. All in mail, never clinking.
22 posts · 2008-06-19 22:30:36 to 2008-10-07 04:25:58
Always drowning, never sinking. All in mail, never clinking.
A fish? (Not sure how we'd know if we are right or not...)
A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.
What am I?
The Hobbit.A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.
What am I?

Vinia wrote:Nope, good try, but wrong.The Hobbit.A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.
What am I?
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I have a job but don't work, your time i waste, very little i do, truly helps this place.
I make jokes and laugh, but your humor i can't handle, I've overseen oh so much drama and scandal.
Dialogue and plot, are things i know not, and depth and free form aren't for me.
But watching and listening, and hoping and missing, are certainly things for thee.
I captain a ship, with a lack luster crew, who spend all their time in the dark, 1/8 are trying, 1/2 are lying and the others have fallen to shark.
We try and we miss, we shrug and you hiss, but when we have gifts, our asses you'll kiss.
Repitition again, and again and again, Repitition again, and again.
Over your eyes a veil i pull, to make you see more then there is.
That which is 'new' is old with fresh paint, lack-luster indeed and then theres a taint.
I grin as my paycheck comes at the end of the day.
For those of you here who love what they may,
No matter what happens we all know you'll stay.
Those that don't, don't matter today.
Rarebit!....j/k....though it does sound like the event team....I have a job but don't work, your time i waste, very little i do, truly helps this place.
I make jokes and laugh, but your humor i can't handle, I've overseen oh so much drama and scandal.
Dialogue and plot, are things i know not, and depth and free form aren't for me.
But watching and listening, and hoping and missing, are certainly things for thee.
I captain a ship, with a lack luster crew, who spend all their time in the dark, 1/8 are trying, 1/2 are lying and the others have fallen to shark.
We try and we miss, we shrug and you hiss, but when we have gifts, our asses you'll kiss.
Repitition again, and again and again, Repitition again, and again.
Over your eyes a veil i pull, to make you see more then there is.
That which is 'new' is old with fresh paint, lack-luster indeed and then theres a taint.
I grin as my paycheck comes at the end of the day.
For those of you here who love what they may,
No matter what happens we all know you'll stay.
Those that don't, don't matter today.
A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.An egg.What am I?
Thirty white horses in a pink hill. First they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still.
Teeth
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
The Dark.It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
Vinia wrote:A coconutThe Dark.It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
Three Walls, and you reach water.
a shoe?
post if m right and ill put up a new riddle
I was thinking shoe too.
While your waiting on a respose, here's a quick and easy one...
What gets soggier the more it dries?
Good one but the answers a ghosta shoe?
post if m right and ill put up a new riddle
spongenot what I'm thinking of but I see where you are headed!
a towel.
Decapitate me and all becomes equal. Then truncate me and I become second. Cut me front and back and I become two less than I started.
What am I?
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Cadsuane wrote:Although darkness makes sense for some of these, I thought the answer was silence. And whats with all of the Hobbit riddles?Thirty white horses in a pink hill. First they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still.Teeth
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
I never was, am always to be,Tomorrow.
No one ever saw me, nor ever will
And yet I am the confidence of all
To live and breathe on this terrestrial ball.
/as
I am a Forge without a Smith. A Furnace without any wood. Fire inside a stone,which burns inside and Melts Outside. What am I?