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When can someone truthfully tell someone βwell doneβ but think they did a bad job?
Ten men's strength, ten men's length. Ten men can't break it, yet a young boy walks off with it.
Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold.
I am believed to be only one dimensional, and tinier than anything can be, and there are many who say that I am the basis of all that we see. What am I?
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.
Those with eyes bigger than their stomach will definitely leave the restaurant with one of them. It is named after a house pet as well.