Your boss threw you a party last week! There was cake, and balloons, and everyone pitched in a little for a card. There were a few tears, and plenty of laughs. Now that HR's finished up with all the paperwork, it's official, and you actually think you might miss the place now and then... What kind of suit did you wear to the party?

Shirley Temple wears me on her head, Singapore slings me, and it sounds like Sundays aren't the same without me. What am I?

I protect you from bugs! Results may vary. Side effects may include: greasy skin, bitterness on the tongue, itchy bites and disappointment.

In the hands of a monkey I gum up the gears A simple design That’s lasted for years In heartbreak or sadness I’m felt in your gut Or, grip me tight to bust a nut

Spring from the earth, But return in a bit, Safety intention? To wit, lone armpit