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Though it be cold, I wear no clothes. The frost and snow I never fear. I value neither shoes nor hose and yet I wander far and near. What am I?
I am the kind of soda you must not drink.
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as flesh, but my heart is made of stone. What am I?
I don't live within a house nor do I live without. Most will use me when they come in and again when they go out.
You kick me, you punch me, and you beat me up all class. When you leave, you don't even say thanks for allowing you to beat me up. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?