I pass before the sun, yet make no shadow. What am I?
he wind. (Or earth, the night, etc…)
I pack a punch, but cannot fight. Poke me and I can delight.
A “fruit punch” capri sun.
A man called the woman he loved, and she cursed at him and hung up angrily. Why was he happy?
She was married to another man, and he suggested that she pretend that he was an obnoxious telephone solicitor if he called while her husband might overhear. His ruse apparently worked, and he was pleased.
What is often returned but never borrowed?
Thanks and compliments
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the ugliest lady of them all?
This will be answered in the Halloween episode in 2019
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