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?
The ans is - Stapler
Riddle: With pointed fangs I sit and wait, with piercing force I serve out fate. Grabbing bloodless victims, proclaiming my might; physically joining with a single bite.
What am I?
You might find a key of note in the middle of the night. A shortened force of nature, felt when in full flight. What is it?
A man walked in to a bar and asked for a glass of water.
The bartender took out a gun and pointed it at him.
The man who had asked for the glass of water just smiled, thanked him and walked away happy.
Why?
What force and strength cannot get through, I with a gentle touch can do, And many in the street would stand, Were I not a friend at hand.
