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Often held but never touched. Always wet but never rusts. Often bits but seldom bit. To use it well you must have wit.
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
A woman shoots her husband, then holds him under water for five minutes. Finally, she hangs him. Five minutes later they enjoy a wonderful dinner together. How can this be?
You can only have it once you have given it.
Golden treasure I contain, Guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed, then left to build my treasure anew
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?