Oh baby ewe...you got what I knead!
They have to go through the glazing. I'm sorry I'm a baker it just came to me... Pun-ishment is in order.
I don't dough!
A pyrite!
A sneaker.
You are no longer kneaded.
I don't knead you anymore.
I make my own dough". My sister Katie came up with this one.
She couldn't raise enough dough.