Question: I can be created by humans,
but they cannot control me.
I suck on wood, paper and flesh alike.
I can be more of a hindrance than help.
To my creators, I seem to be everywhere at once.
Question: I am the beginning of sorrow, and the end of sickness. You cannot express happiness without me, yet I am in the midst of crosses. I am always in risk, yet never in danger. You may find me in the sun, but I am never out of darkness.
Question: I say everything I hear to others around.
I'm not an animal, nor part of the human race.
I will, immediately, repeat after you;
But only if my tail is in place.
What am I?
Question: There is a bus full of people travelling over San Francisco and no one gets off the bus throughout
the journey. But when it gets to the other side there is not a single person left. How is this
possible?
Question: A headless lawyer had a letter to write;
It was read by a man who had lost his sight.
The dumb repeated it word for word;
And deaf was he who listened and heard.
Answer: The letter in question is the letter "O".
It is zero. The lawyer had nothing to write.
The blind could read nothing.
The person who was dumb could repeat nothing.
The deaf man listened and heard nothing.