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A woman shoots her husband. Then she holds him underwater for five minutes. Next she hangs him. Right after she feeds him dinner. How can this be?
I go around in circles, but always straight ahead, never complain, no matter where I am led.
I have three heads. Cut off one I become stronger. Cut off two I become ten.
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
I am a little piece of paper, yet sometimes hold lots of value. I am all you need to get into big events, but will cost you. I am an important part of travel. And if lost, you're not coming. What am I?
What an fill a room but takes up no space?