I took my car into the shop the other day because it was making a weird knocking sound under the hood. The mechanic spent a long time listening carefully and checking all the hoses and belts.

He said he needed to do some intensive car-diology.

Why did the man get fired from the button factory?

He kept losing his temper.

I'm a baker, and I'm feeling crumby today.

Why don't secrets last long in a garden?

Because the potatoes have eyes, and the corn has ears!