Answer:
What is long and slim, works in light. Has but one eye, and an awful bite?
Though I wander the earth, I am no longer here. I am pale and I chill everyone near. Who am I?
It is the electronic version of junk mail or a salty meat in a can.
What does man love more than life, fear more than death or mortal strife. What the poor have, the rich require, and what contented men desire. What the miser spends, and the spendthrift saves. And all men carry to their graves.
This only turns over once you have traveled very far. What is it?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?