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You throw away my outside, you cook my inside. Then you eat my outside and you throw away my inside. What am I?
I am rarely touched but often held and if you are smart you'll use me well.
I am the kind of soda you must not drink.
I look like a tiny trombone
You do not want me when you donβt have me but when you have me you don't want to lose me.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?