The Riddle-Game

Thanks Lance!

I'm having a hard time thinking up a riddle right now so if someone else wants to jump in feel free.

You could always just do a question like Bilbo did. It's within the rules.. kinda..

It most certainly is not!

Speaking of said rules, the answer to my riddle was not a Vicuna wool onesie!
However, because you guys are a bunch of yahoos, I will ignore this infraction, give the answer, and pretend Lancy answered correctly.
It was, of course, a pair of woolen gloves.

Well, you can blame Tolkien for that one. He set the precedent.

Strictly the 'authorities' on riddle rules did not give Bilbo a pass on this one- it is not a riddle- but they do apparently agree that once Golllum accepted the question as such and agreed to answer it then it was fair.

I think the average reader, myself included, agrees that Bilbo did take advantage of Gollum to win the game. However, as the stakes for Gollum were just a little bit lower than Bilbos, we figure that it balances out in the end.


Here's another riddle:

Rough and squishy, I'm all mixed around.
People take me and shake me, and throw me in the ground.

At first I am soft but, like a good riddle,
I get harder and harder as you sit and twiddle.

Under your feet, I work to keep you safe.
But put me 'round your boots, and you'll sink to your grave.

Cement?

yep cement

Yers, cement is the answer. It was on my mind from work.

I hope your work isn't making boots!

No, that's from my leisure time spent as a classic-era gangster.

Lancebloke wrote:Cement?

You're up Lancebloke.

interim riddle

screeches like a cat
flaps like a bat
empty like a bag
symbol of a flag
what am I?

Petty on washing day?

I think that might certainly have been the subconscious answer.

Forest Shepherd wrote:Petty on washing day?

that's as good an answer as any.

Sorry.... I didn't realise I was due.

Firstly... is it wind Figgy?

Now to think something up.....





You can see in to my past,
But I am here in the present.
I could burn you all to a crisp,
But ill leave that to a cousin.

I am the essence of life,
The destroyer of world's.
But even in my greatness,
Will never have a child.

One day I will be gone
With one last show of power
But you will never know
For me, your life is but an hour.

Is it tree?

Good guess... but it what I am thinking of.

Sun/star.

Since I'm pretty sure I got that right, but am heading off to run a 3 hour lab, followed by driving 5 hours to run a 40th anniversary for a hang gliding site, followed by a week of teaching 3 hour classes, I'd better fulfill my obligation lickety split.

You'd say I was cute,
whenever we meet;
Snuggle right up to me
in winter, for heat;
Yet tomorrow's next dinner
I may be the meat.

sheepskin?

halfwise wrote:
You'd say I was cute,
whenever we meet;
Snuggle right up to me
in winter, for heat;
Yet tomorrow's next dinner
I may be the meat.

That could be almost anything, depending on your personal snuggling and dining habits....

Figgy got the conventional answer, though I'd just say 'sheep', with incarnations of live animal, skin, meat.

Halfy.... Yes it was a star.