Whether weighing peaches, people, or the choices that we make, I’m trusted with the answer, however much’s at stake.

You can pop this stone fruit on top of a cake, or if you're clever you can tie the stem in a knot with your tongue

Put me on a road to divert traffic or flip me upside down and put ice cream in me

I dance with colors, fabrics, lace, Yet never leave a single trace. Today I'm praised, tomorrow passe, Forever changing, never here to stay. What am I?

One of these was the Simpsons cat Two of these could cause a fight Three of them and you can create a man.