Once, again, Mr. Punch, with my help, is offering up a true Victorian riddle. The first person to answer correctly--by posting in the comments--will receive public congratulations.
So, here's this week's riddle. We ask that you don't Google the answer. Mr. Punch would not find that sporting at all. Give it a shot and see what you can come up with. Here we go... No cheating...
Thirty-two white creatures
Upon a red hill.
They stamp and then champ
And then they stand still.
What are they?
UPDATED:
And, the answer is...TEETH!
Many thanks to all those who answered. We had some really clever and wonderful answers tonight. Special mention to Dashwood, Darcy, April and Shawn for their witty responses. Come back next Friday for another of Mr. Punch's Puzzles.
26 comments:
I think the answer. Is obvious. It's wolves in sheep's clothing. They are undercover to bust the cartel.
Yes, I guess that was obvious. To you.
That's not the answer Apri. It's 32 albinos in Georgia. Looking for meth from sheep.
No, no...It's the apocolypse...32 meth-addicted zombie sheep and the hill is red with the blood of their victims...the one-winged hens! And, yes, they got Phyllis.
Poor Phyllis!
It's 31 awesome white cashmere goats with their lawyer (a albino chicken from Georgia?) standing silently in solidarity and charging 31 meth-addicted sheep and one one-winged chicken with selling counterfeit pashminas.
Another brilliant answer from Darcy. Brilliant, and incredibly thorough! Well done!
They're the men in white coats who come after me from time to time.
Careful with them, Carolyn--especially if they try to trim your fingernails.
Are they tombstones?
I certainly hope not.
White creatures............all I can think of is Bertie dogs. That would be cute.
That would be cute. And slightly dangerous. They would overwhelm a person.
Rain clouds?
Interesting idea, Kathy.
They are cotton balls.
Taking off your makeup must be painful for you, then.
I think it's gotta be sheep.
According to April.
Rabid marshmallows on a bowl of spaghetti.
That makes perfect sense, too.
Is it a fence? A picket fence.
Well, no.
I think that April was close to correct. But it is 32 meth-addicted sheep who go off their program, take percocet and rum and then disguise themselves in sheep's clothing thinking the police wouldn't recognize them. Then they climb on top of a giant stuper-induced vision of a meatball and rehearse "One" from "A Chorus Line"
Perfectly logical.
I think it's ghosts.
Dashwood...I tnink you're very close. Not to the answer, but close to something.
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