You can't just stab everyone, Worbah. It gets so dull after a while.
MadVader said:You could've googled the explanation, like here.
However, thinking about it is way better.
What possessed Portia's father to make such a riddle and what sort of husband he wanted to find for his daughter?
Why is this important? So you'll know how to behave around gfs' fathers.
Dryvus said:MadVader said:You could've googled the explanation, like here.
However, thinking about it is way better.
What possessed Portia's father to make such a riddle and what sort of husband he wanted to find for his daughter?
Why is this important? So you'll know how to behave around gfs' fathers.
Well that specific phrasing changes the entire riddle: 'what many men desire' is a **** of a lot different than 'what you desire'. OP is an oaf.
K-64 said:That's only if you only stab in one place. Stab in different parts and you'll have a lark watching what leaks out
MadVader said:This thread needs a real riddle. Know any good ones?
I’m a wonderful thing, a joy to women,
to neighbors useful. I injure no one
who lives in a village save only my slayer.
I stand up high and steep over the bed;
underneath I’m shaggy. Sometimes ventures
a young and handsome peasant’s daughter,
a maiden proud, to lay hold on me.
She seizes me, red, plunders my head,
fixes on me fast, feels straightway
what meeting me means when she thus approaches,
a curly-haired woman. Wet is that eye.
Penis.
MadVader said:Obscene medieval riddles too subtle? Here's another, no answer this time.
Often a goodly damsel, a lady, locked me
close in a chest. Sometimes with her hands
she took me out and gave me to her lord,
a fine chieftain, as he commanded her.
Then he thrust his head well inside me,
up from below, into the narrow part.
If the strength prevailed of him who received me,
adorned as I was, something or other rough
was due to fill me. Guess what I mean.