Answer:
The more there is the less you see.
What bone has a sense of humor?
When I am alive, people sing. When I am dead, people clap hands. What am I?
I am the type of room you cannot enter or leave. Raise from the ground below I could be poisonous or a delicious treat.
I always follow you around, everywhere you go at night. I look very bright to people, but I can make the sun dark. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?