So I was at the library the other day, and I saw a book about eggs that really caught my eye. The cover was pretty ordinary, but the title was what really made me crack a smile.

It was an egg-cellent read.

I tried to write a pun about a broken pencil, but it was pointless.

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

What do you call a sleeping bull?

A bulldozer.