So one person tells a riddle, and another person answers it and gets to do the next game. We COULD vote on it to put it into the Game thread, but it's not neccesary. I go first.
If I have all my letters, this may make oyu pull a muscle.
If you take away my first letter, I'll move you in a hustle.
Remove my second letter, too, and I fall from the sky.
So could you figure out what exactly am I?
I know this is very awkward and bad, but whatever. can you figure it out?
The answer is:
Strain.
Next riddle:
From the beginning of eternity
To the end of time and space
To the beginning of every end
And the end of every place.
What am I?
The answer is:
the letter 'e'
Backwards i'm almost lots of kings,
without my first you'll have to trim me.
What am I?
wtf? boyd? is that not just gibberish?
ofcourse it's gibberish, it's a riddle.
i decided to make mine up myself rather than go to a site that can be easily found in google for the answer...
We has no idea, my precious. Will santa hobbit give us a little hint?
the hint lies within the riddle, the trim bit is probably more of a clue than almost lots of kings...
I'm not sure about this, so I'm not going to put a new riddle until Boyd answers, but is it "stockings?"
nope, it's a much shorter word than that
swings?
heh, nope
i have no idea, so i randomly choose...tree?
It's a Snail.
You have to trim your nails, but since it says "me" it's form is singular making it a nail. Without it's first and Backwards go together to make "snail" (think about this, you'll get it) and also using Backwards again snail become lians, which when spoken sounds like lions (lie-anns). A lion being the king of the jungle, many lions make many kings. Since the word "lians" is incorrectly spelt, it's almost lots of kings.
Deduction-a-go-go, baby.
My volume is great, yet I can hold nothing.
Once added to, I am no more.
vacuum?
wee while since sum1 has posted for a guess is it a "bubble?"
riddle from little britain....
I am soft yet I am firm
I coloured yet i am clear
I am jelly
What am I?
jelly lol
my turn
The street lights are out
A man is driving on a road with his lights off
A black dog is lying in the middle of the road
How did the man doge the dog?
It's daytime! Hooray!
Brothers and sisters I have none,
Yet that man's father is my father's son.
He's looking at his son.
'Twas whispered in heaven, 'twas muttered in hell,
And echo caught faintly the sound as it fell;
On the confines of earth 'twas permitted to rest,
And the depth of the ocean its presence confessed...
Yet in shade let it rest, like a delicate flower,
Ah, breathe on it softly, -it dies in an hour.
--Catherine Maria Fanshawe (1765-1834)
A snowflake?
Nope