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The sun bakes me, the hand breaks me, the foot treads on me, and the mouth tastes me. What am I?
This guy crossed a road and everyone wants an explanation.
I am a cold man without a soul. If there is warmth in me, it slowly will kill me. What am I?
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail. What am I?
I shoot but never kills
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?