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I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure, a matter of course. What am I?
The person who makes me doesn't need me. The person who buys me doesn't use me. The person who uses me doesn't know it. What am I?
I get paid to shoot people then blow them up.
I like to twirl my body but keep my head up high. After I go in, everything becomes tight. What am I?
What has keys but no locks a space but no room and you can enter but can't go in?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?