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I flicker and I glow and tell stories and put on a show, to make me you must move super fast many pieces of art from the first to the last. What am I?

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What has a coat? Hugs you not in sympathy? Whose smile you’d rather not see? Whose stance is a terrible thing to see? Who is it that brave men run away from? Whose fingers are clawed? Whose sleep lasts for months? And who’s company we shunt?

You and your friend are trapped in a space prison on an alien planet. The alien warden decides to give you and your friend a chance at freedom. He states that your friend shall be allowed to temporarily leave your cell and try to escape through an electric gate guarded by a 3-number passcode. If your friend answers incorrectly or says anything but the final answer, your friend will be thrown back in the prison. A computer will then tell your friend 4 clues if requested. If this passcode is properly answered, you and your friend shall be freed. You are then blindfolded and your friend leaves. You hear your friend walk down one of the numbered hallways to the gate. Your friend asks for the first clue. A voice answers, “The numbers are in ascending order so that the number is greater than or equal to the number before it.” Your friend asks for the second clue. The voice says, “The product of the 3 numbers is 36.” Your friend asks for the third clue. The voice says, “The sum of the numbers is the number of the hallway you entered.” Your friend pauses for a moment and thinks. Your friend then asks for the fourth and final clue. The voice says, “The largest number only appears once in the code.” You hear a beep. You hear your cell door swing open. You are free! What was the code?

There’s no reason to fear If you see me lurking here Even though I shouldn’t exist But few might have missed That I’m not at all real Because nothing can conceal The fact that I’m something That’s not at all living What am I?

What do you call a line of men waiting to get haircuts?

Lazy Larry agreed to work on a job for his brother-in-law for thirty hours at eight dollars an hour, on the condition that he would forfeit ten dollars per hour for every hour that he idled. At the end of the thirty hours Larry wasn’t owed any money and didn’t owe his brother-in-law any money either. How many hours did Larry work and how many hours did he idle?

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