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An open ended barrel I am shaped like a hive. I am filled with the flesh and the flesh is alive.
Deposit red liquid in me.
Four fingers and a thumb, yet flesh and blood I have none. What am I?
I always have to work with something in my eye. What am I?
I transfer oxygen from the atmosphere to your blood
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?