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With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?
A young man wants to have me but when he has me he no longer wants me. Blade in hand he attacks me and does his best to remove me. Yet he knows that it is all in vain.
What do you call a fish with no eye?
Tuesday, Sam and Peter went to a restaurant. After eating lunch, they paid the bill. Sam and Peter did not pay. Who did?
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red. What am I?
Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.