Finding Adam

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Hehe. No.

[funkychicken]

10:30pm Wednesday?

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[funkychicken]

12:30am on Thursday!

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Well, ya got there in the end... Hehehe.

[funkychicken]

Yay!

Hmm.. A riddle...



What is the Circumference of a Moose?

[ss_11000]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lVSu...ninja%2Ecom%2F

about 2 minutes and 50 seconds in

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It's Micheal Bailon's head stuck in a pie multiplied by Douglas Adams squared.

[funkychicken]

Good work

But it's Michael Palin with his face in a pie times Douglas Adam squared.

Your turn

[ss_11000]

Brad stared through the dirty soot-smeared window on the 22nd floor
of the office tower. Overcome with depression he slid the window
open and jumped through it. It was a sheer drop outside the building
to the ground. Miraculously after he landed he was completely unhurt.
Since there was nothing to cushion his fall or slow his descent,
how could he have survived the fall?

[funkychicken]

He's a window washer, he was outside the building

[ss_11000]

yep

wasnt a very hard one was it...oh well, your turn

[funkychicken]

Google is a wonderful tool ain't it

The Puzzle Of The Bothersome Brother

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'Well it was like this," said Hughes. 'There was a man named Charlie Smith. He was born in Sydney nut he ran away from home when he was just fourteens years old. Why, I don't know-I never found out-but he did. Anyway, he had no contact with his family for the rest of his life.
'For most of that life he travelled around the outback doing a variety of jobs. But in late middle age he settled in Lightning ridge, and a few years later, as luck would have it he struck a rich vein of opal. He ended up being a very wealthy man. He never married. He just had a local woman come in three days a week to do his housekeeping for him. He lived very simply and kept his money in the local bank.
'As he was dying in the local hospital he gave an envelope-and old, yellowed envelope-to the nurse on duty and asked her to give it to his brother jack. She showed the envelope to the doctor who looked inside and found a hand written note leaving all of Charlie's considerable property to his brother Jack. So the doctor took it to the local bank manager, whose bank looked after Charlie's account, and the bank manager passed it onto his head office and the head office of the bank came to my law firm to find this missing brother - Jack Smith.
'We had no information about the man except his name and a yellowed old photograph of the two brothers standing side by side as young boys. It had been taken nearly sixty years earlier. We knew it was a photo of the two brothers because Charlie had written on the back, 'Me and Jack at the age of ten.' But that photo and the man's name was all we had to go on - and my job was to find this brother and pass on his inheritance to him. And I didn't have much information about Charlie Smith himself either - just a clipping from the local newspaper showing him with a large opal. taken a year or so before his death and deeds to his mining claim and so on.
'Now the name Jack Smith is not that uncommon so the name didn't help very much. But I put an ad in The Herald Sydney Morning calling on Jack Smith, Brother of the late Charlie Smith, to come forward. Well, about a hundred blokes did come forward. Nevertheless I was able to pick out the real Jack Smith-the real brother-out of the crowd immediately. How did I do it?'

Lifted from "Aussie Yarns" by Kel Richards

[corbs]

Eeny meeny miny mo...

[Groggy]

He was a twin - "me and Jack at age ten"

[funkychicken]

He was a twin - "me and Jack at age ten"

Dangnabbit, That thing took me ages to type out and you get it in a day


Good work though

Your turn