We're five little items of an everyday sort; you'll find us all in 'a tennis court'.

How many sides has a circle?

The more you take away from it the larger it grows, what is it?

When is a person like a piece of wood?

What goes up white and comes down yellow and white?

What people are always in a hurry?

What kind of men are always above board?

What has neither nails or bones, but has four fingers and a thumb?

When does a painter use a trigger instead of a brush?

I cannot be bought with money, I'm worthless to one but priceless to two. What am I?

“If you look at the numbers on my face, you won’t find thirteen any place.”

Tear one off and scratch my head; what was once red is black instead.