Strewth!, it took me longer to type than it did you to answer :pQuote:
Originally Posted by dswatts
Okay...
I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind. What am I?
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Strewth!, it took me longer to type than it did you to answer :pQuote:
Originally Posted by dswatts
Okay...
I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind. What am I?
A nose?Quote:
Originally Posted by digger
The old prospector rides into town on Wednesday and heads straight for the saloon.
That evening, he drinks himself into oblivion and wakes up two days later with a throbbing headache. He desperately needs a 'hair of the dog', but the saloon is closed, because it's Sunday morning. How can this be?
oblivion is the next town ? BobQuote:
Originally Posted by fclandy
His horse was called Wednesday.
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Originally Posted by Digger
....Correct, I hoped that would stall some for a while!Quote:
Originally Posted by fclandy
VNX205 I believe you are correct but fclandy has put it up so its his to confirm or deny victory!
Bob I like your thinking... :)
Im running out of these, I have a mob of easier ones so soon will "batch" them as groups... Meanwhile.
Give me food, and I will live; give me water, and I will die. What am I?
Fire
What is this then?
You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?
Corn
A chook?Quote:
Originally Posted by Shortie