Replay any past riddle. Your streak and stats stay safe.
Verdant on a hedge, guilty at the bar — one four-letter face fits fern and femme who flood...
I hold a deck, a wolf, a lunch, what single word fits all these trunks?
I jumble familiar pieces without adding a thing. DJs, decks, and playlists know my name. W...
Born of sugar, dark or clear, aged in wood or spiced with cheer.
Honed by practice, earned through trial; I live in hands and heads and not in a file. I gr...
Black in a deck, a bouncer at the door, a weapon in the wild, and a swinger on the green.
I eat wood but never hunger; my teeth are counted though I have no jaw. What am I?
I can be carved to honour a face, or called when a raid takes place.
I sit in a deck but steal the show, I grin at courts yet bring the woe. Wild in play, wild...
I drink from one end and give from the other. What am I?