I am a fruit. If you had two of me, I would sound just the same. If you rearrange my letters, it could be a crime. Add me to a montage and I can become a different fruit. Remove my head and you can still listen; take away the end and I can still be eaten. Without a piece of the center, I am still a word; take away all
of the middle and I am just an acronym. What am I?
Pronounced as one letter, And written with three, Two letters there are, And two only in me. I'm double, I'm single, I'm black, blue, and gray, I'm read from both ends, And the same either way. What am I?
A doctor and a bus driver are both in love with the same woman - a beautiful girl named Monica. The bus driver had to go on a long bus trip that would last a week. Before he left, he gave Monica seven apples. Why?
I am a plant you use in food, and my name consists of 5 letters.
Remove the first letter of my name, and you'll get a form of energy.
Get rid of two, and you'll get something necessary for life.
Scramble together the last 3 letters, and you can drink it.
What am I?