Labyrinth wrote:
WeeSteve wrote:
A river
(this is totally stolen from batman but it had me stumped for ages!)
If you know me, you'll want to share me but if you share me, I'll be gone. What am I?
A secret?
Yeah :) took me aaaages to figure tht out when i heard it :P.
GillyJam747 wrote:
The man who invented me doesn't want me. The man who bought me doesn't need me. The man who needs me doesn't know it. What am I?
Is it a Coffin? (i think ive heard this before, but its the bit at the start im not sure about)
You cant hear, see, or smell me. But without me you'd die. What am i?
Lcamp1 wrote:
Think this would be fun, dont use the interweb to solve them but once you have, please leave a new one. I'll start
What gets wetter as it dries?
how do i start a thread ?
I've seen the button but can't find it now....pls help...ta !!!
If it takes two men an hour to dig a hole....
... how long does it take the same two men to dig half a hole ?
....there's no such thing as half a hole....
Name four days of the week that start with the letter "t"?
Tuesday, Thursday, today and tomorrow.
Tuesday, Thursday, Today, Tomorrow.
What fastens two people together yet touches only one.
- Mrs Average beat me to it as I was posting 
Wedding Ring
No sooner spoken than broken?
Ha - No stairs in a bungalow 
A plane crashes near to Perl right on the border between France, Luxembourg, and Germany. Which country would they bury the survivors in??
Old - But not THAT old! wrote:
Ha - No stairs in a bungalow
A plane crashes near to Perl right on the border between France, Luxembourg, and Germany. Which country would they bury the survivors in??
they wouldnt they survived
Sometimes you see past me, sometimes you see nothing, and sometimes you see behind you. What am i?
Here's one from before the Norman conquest, the original is in Anglo-Saxon or Old English:
Splendidly it hangs by a man’s thigh,
under the master’s cloak. In front is a hole.
It is stiff and hard; it has a goodly place.
When the young man his own garment
lifts over his knee, he wishes to visit
with the head of what hangs the familiar hole
he had often filled with its equal length.
....Say what I am!