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I give people a huge fright, but at the end I'm sweet. I normally celebrate at night, when there's less heat. What am I?
Man walks over, man walks under, in times of war he burns asunder. What is it?
I am the place to turn to when nature calls. What am I?
I am a type of cheese made backwards
I have memories, but none of my own. Whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different, it's because you changed me. I feel like a decoration, here for you to arrange me. What am I?
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?