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My prefix is food. My suffix is rude. My infix comes in rounds. I keep you off the ground. What Am I?
A harvest sown and reaped on the same day in an unplowed field. Which increases without growing, remains whole though it is eaten within and without. Is useless and yet the staple of nations.
There is a puzzle which can be asked all day with a different correct answer each time. What is the puzzle?
If you throw a bottle of wine, a carton of juice and a can of soda at someoneβs head, which one will hurt the least?
Thirty white horses on a red hill, first they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still.
I can only be played on a windy day