Answer:
It is a form of plastic money.
A job that involves sitting in a highchair, wearing a black gown and smacking things with a mallet
I'm often served as a "rack of ..." I'm often smoked or grilled, with bones in, and slathered in BBQ sauce.
They're big and yet so far away, We see them at the end of day. They're small and they're above. We see them when we close our eyes, Each time we are in love.
Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?
Why was the cook arrested?
Easy
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Animal
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Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?