I zip through the air like I’m late for a date, wearing stripes like it’s a fashion mistake. When you’ve spotted me and flailed around on the go, I’ve already crashed your picnic like a pro!

-What gen alpha might call someone who's running out their clock, -Plus the name of the orphan girl whose life was hard-knock. Put them together, say them out loud. Though this riddle is WEIRD, an answer can be found.

I could be black, or white, or many other colors. Cotton or polyester, could even be fuzzy. I come in pairs, though one is usually missing. The piggy that went to the market, I keep him and his friends warm.

One basis of jokes that are ages old, the word you may hear is not what was told. It sounds so alike a different thing; context clues help you gain an understanding.

I can be cracked, I can be made, I can be told, I can be played. I can be told to a friend or foe, But once I’m known, I often go.