We are just like people. We grow, we get old, we die off. We come in many different colors. Black, white, brown. We come in a army, there are thousands of us, yet we have no war. But we will still die off over the years. What am I?
Mr. Ryan went to the Market with his Dog.. He rode on a horse to the Market. But walked till the market. The horse's name was victory and dog was from south africa.... What is the Name of the Dog that went to the Market?? If you Get the Answer, Your IQ is off the Hook
You are trapped in a room with no windows and a door that's locked the only furniture is a piano, a calender and a spring mattress. How do you eat, drink and get out!!!??
