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Post by The Dark Master on Apr 20, 2009 2:10:14 GMT -5
The truth?
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Post by Qwerty on Apr 20, 2009 9:06:34 GMT -5
No, it's 42.
Wait, that IS the truth.... so yes!
*hands over banana*
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Post by The Dark Master on Apr 20, 2009 11:00:30 GMT -5
*eats bannana, tosses bannana skin to the floor and waits for someone to slip on it*
Riddle me this....
Brad stared through the dirty soot-smeared window on the 22nd floor of the office tower. Overcome with depression he slid the window open and jumped through it. It was a sheer drop outside the building to the ground. Miraculously after he landed he was completely unhurt. Since there was nothing to cushion his fall or slow his descent, how could he have survived the fall?
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Post by TBP on Apr 20, 2009 11:30:40 GMT -5
He was washing the window and went inside XD
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Post by The Dark Master on Apr 20, 2009 11:36:00 GMT -5
Give the girl a bannana.
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Post by dbsndust on Apr 23, 2009 19:11:28 GMT -5
*steals banana*
*becomes overcome with grief and hands it to TBP*
I am a fish.
No, 2 fish.
I am a red fish.
No! A blue fish!
I am old, yet young.
What am I?
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Post by The Dark Master on Apr 25, 2009 7:38:59 GMT -5
A fish?
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Post by dbsndust on Apr 25, 2009 22:39:00 GMT -5
No, I am a Dr. Seuss book.
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Post by vaconcovat on Apr 25, 2009 23:00:32 GMT -5
The man didn't say anything, but at the same time said nothing, while saying something.
I found this one on iGoogle.
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Post by GGoodie on Apr 25, 2009 23:19:59 GMT -5
He said the word 'nothing'
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Post by dbsndust on Apr 25, 2009 23:42:17 GMT -5
He was diligent in the weaving of cloth and patching clothes, yet his true magic was unloading ships at the dock. And by the way, he was a philosopher. Who was he??? Socrates; sewing, moving crates, sew crates, socrates |
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Post by The Dark Master on Apr 26, 2009 14:54:19 GMT -5
I talk, but I do not speak my mind
I hear words, but I do not listen to thoughts
When I wake, all see me
When I sleep, all hear me
Many heads are on my shoulders
Many hands are at my feet
The strongest steel cannot break my visage
But the softest whisper can destroy me
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Post by dbsndust on Apr 26, 2009 16:54:12 GMT -5
Fancy. Nonetheless, it's simple. I think already posted in a different version.
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Post by The Dark Master on May 1, 2009 11:37:35 GMT -5
Anyone got the answer to mine?
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Post by Randomness on May 1, 2009 12:55:34 GMT -5
Nice riddle thingy.
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Post by The Dark Master on May 1, 2009 13:33:11 GMT -5
Well, try and get a couple of brain cells to work together and answer it.
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Post by dbsndust on May 1, 2009 19:54:51 GMT -5
silence again?
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Post by The Dark Master on May 3, 2009 5:34:21 GMT -5
Nope, the answer is an actor.
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Post by Sandmaster on May 6, 2009 12:46:24 GMT -5
What is the sound of three hands clapping?
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Post by Randomness on May 6, 2009 12:47:23 GMT -5
uh.. "clap"
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