I’m where you sit and wave hello, but never quite inside the home.

Take munitions from a jet, that detonate on the first thing they meet. Now, look down, and name these things, wiggly appendages on your feet. Combine these words, drop the s, what seasonal thing did I suggest?

The king and a butterfly walk into a bar, and are immediately swarmed by fans. The barkeep asks what the deal was, and is told, 'do you live under a rock?! Don't you know a ANSWER when you see one?'

Don’t drop your needle in me You’ll never find it. Probably shouldn’t be playing with needles, anyway.

You serve me, but the person you serve me to doesn’t eat me. What am I?