Riddles

Only two backbones and thousands of ribs.

Other terms for this handy device include doohicky, doo­-dad, and whatchyamacallit.

Out of all the celestial bodies, this one has the funniest name

Pair me with baking, I turn from colored to white, I’m dirt cheap; in stores and restaurants I abound. When I use my alias I can make quite a noise, Or in music, a much more well-liked sound.

Passed from father to son and shared between brothers, its importance is unquestioned though it is used more by others.

Patch upon patch, without any stitches, if you tell me this riddle, I’ll give you my breeches.

People always ask for me even though they don’t like to face me. What am I?

People are hired to get rid of me. I’m often hiding under your bed. In time I’ll always return you see. Bite me and you’re surely dead.

People buy me to eat, but never eat me. What am I?

People chop this off for a good cause.

People in love are often bound to this.

People like this usually live in rural areas, unless they are lucky enough to strike oil and move to Beverly Hills.

People need me yet they give me away every day. What am I?

People say I put doctors out of business, sometimes I am sour, sometimes I am sweet, I can be eaten and can also be drunk. What am I?