With eighty clunks to every ring,I was once a common thing.Though nowadays I'm hard to find,What you now touch brings me to mind.
The kind of infection a party girl might get.
A deadly serious job, or a children's game.
I am not what I am. What am I?
Who is the smelliest Disney character?
I am a small fruit. If you swap two of my letters, I become a big fruit.
It's on a towel, or on your bed.
I'm dry, but I sound like I should be sweet.
Something to put into little dresses, or under big dressers.
I eat flies, or hit them. What am I?
What you pay, or what you pay with.
I am on your door, on your pencil, and on your teeth. My name is in the middle of me.