Riddle: It has five wheels, though often think four, You cannot use it without that one more, You can put things in it, you can strap things on top, You can't find it in the market, but you can still go shopping. What is it?
Riddle: My body has a dozen heads or more, My tails don't wag when you walk in the door. Count the ways you can hold me tight, Or use me for a special night! What Am I?
Riddle: Every day a biker would carry a bag of sand through a border with a different bike. A policeman would see him and ask what was he stealing. What was the biker stealing?
Answer: Bikes. He came to the border with a different bike everyday.