8normalMy outer walls reach as far and as straight as the crow flies. My guardians within can walk in crooked lines. My advisors nearby can never touch each other. My army is assembled side by side as brothers. My wife is greater and lesser than I, And though I can be in danger, I technically never die.Show AnswerLearn MoreLearn MoreShare
3challengingThe pope has one but doesnt use it; Arnold Schwarzenegger has a large one; Nun's dont need one; Michael J Fox has a small one; Madonna doesnt have one; Let me also add this: your father has it; and your mother uses it. What is it?Show AnswerLearn MoreLearn MoreShare
19easyI sat down with my brothers and we began playing. After we finished playing, we looked at all of our scores and all agreed that my score was the best. This was probably because I had more experience than the two of them, hence why I had the lead position from the start. And yet I did not win. Why?Show AnswerLearn MoreShare
12easyEvery night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?Show AnswerLearn MoreShare
8challengingThere are 8 beings; all killed by each other: The king. The butcher. The knight. The blacksmith. The assassin. The sailor. The bird. The thief. The riddle goes as follows: A fowl befell the kingly head that foiled a deadly plot. Instead with dagger forged by Ned, Sir Michael was for naught. The Jack-Tar Joan, had caught the thief and sent that rogue to hell. With blood and feathers on his boots and stolen broach as well. The knight killed one, for heinous acts, whose shoes were caked in mud. The sickly sparrow breathes its last, in pools of swinish blood. The royal chef paid a golden broach, for pork that soon was burned. Into the woods went ned and Joan and only Ned returned. Put the deaths in order. Who kills who, and in what order?Show AnswerLearn MoreLearn MoreShare
12easyThe more you know me, The less you know others the more I’ll be your companion. Sans sisters and brothers.Show AnswerLearn MoreLearn MoreShare
6normalI run without feet. I roar without a mouth. I rage without hands. What am I?Show AnswerLearn MoreShare