Take my whole and I'm the section where you might find some tubas, Remove my fourth and fifth and I'm a thing to hold your boobas.

In a deck of tales, I dance with jest, wearing a smile that hides the rest. Never a king, yet royal in delight, I turn the trick of the night.

It was one for adventure but not for hygiene, but sanitation is why it exists though. I'm interested in how many men it's seen. Get your mind out of the gutter; this isn't yaoi lingo.

I'm a well-known game show named for something that contestants are never truly in. My original title sounded too boring. I reward vast amounts of knowledge with relatively meager money.

Three: ride, like, dude, where's mine? Three more: caress, domestic kind Low-down sort, victim to wine