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The dirtier I get, the whiter I am. What am I?
The more you have of it the less you see. What is it?
I can be entertaining until you realize some pieces have been lost.
A thousand wheels but move I do not. Call me what I am call me a lot.
I give people a huge fright, but at the end I'm sweet. I normally celebrate at night, when there's less heat. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?