Yesterday’s Question:
The man who invented it doesn’t want it. The man who bought it doesn’t need it. The man who needs it doesn’t know it.
What is it?
Answer:
A Coffin
Today’s Question:
I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit not alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, awaiting to be filled in the morning.
What am I?