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Someone walked into a room and you heard a crash! Someone died. What happened?
By the way, what never moves, wears shoes, sandals and boots, but has no feet?
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive.
What does man love more than life, fear more than death or mortal strife. What the poor have, the rich require, and what contented men desire. What the miser spends, and the spendthrift saves. And all men carry to their graves.
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.
If you can spot one of these eastern warriors, it means they're not doing their job right.