Answer:
We applaud if you perform well.
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night, never alone. My tongue hangs out, waiting to be fed during the day. What am I?
I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe for I have no lung
The more you look at me The less you see.
What goes up and down, but does not move?
Do what he says and you'll be fine, don't and you lose the game.