Riddle: With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?
Riddle: A policeman bursts through the door, and he finds exactly what the caller described. A man is hanging from the ceiling of the house. There was no furniture, no windows and the man was not psychically killed, or poisoned. The only thing the policeman found was a puddle of water. How did the man hang himself?
Answer: He stood on an ice cube to hang himself, which was slow and painful.