Once, again, Mr. Punch with my help, is offering up a true Victorian riddle. The first person to answer correctly--by posting in the comments--will receive public congratulations.
So, here's this week's riddle. We ask that you don't Google the answer. Mr. Punch would not find that sporting at all. Give it a shot and see what you can come up with. Here we go... No cheating...
So, here's this week's riddle. We ask that you don't Google the answer. Mr. Punch would not find that sporting at all. Give it a shot and see what you can come up with. Here we go... No cheating...
What walks all day on its head?
And, the answer is...
A shoe nail!
As usual, you all came up with some much more clever answers than the real answer. Come back for another of Mr. Punch's Puzzles on an upcoming Friday!
A shoe nail!
As usual, you all came up with some much more clever answers than the real answer. Come back for another of Mr. Punch's Puzzles on an upcoming Friday!
18 comments:
1930's contortionist dancer Harriet Hochter? Or any politician.
Ew. I always hated her.
I can think of some things that sit on their head.
That's where their taste is.
The Cirque Du Soleil Moon Fry
I'd like to substitute beans and rice.
A man called Foot Face. It started after he won a coin toss.
He called "heads" when asked "heads or tails?"
Too bad he didn't listen to the question .
You should always read the fine print.
My brother in law. You should see his posture.
Gene, your family...just...oh.
A cane?
Smart answer.
A snake.
I won't argue with you.
A breakdancer.
How very Fresh Prince of Bel Air of you. Smell ya later, Angelo.
People obsessed with shoes.
That makes as much sense as anything else.
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