It takes less time for me to count backwards from a hundred than it does from seventy-five. What am I ?

Not only am I easy, I'm also a dessert.

I can make your heartbeat pound, though nothing dangerous is around. I fill your head with horrifying thoughts, and turn small worries into knots.

When I go through the wash, I occasionally come back single.

knob, bell, frame, revolving, sliding, trap. The Polkadot. Knock-knock-knockin' on Heaven's...