What do you get when a potato and a toaster fall in love?
A crispy romance that’s hard to digest!
One day, an umbrella hurriedly conversed with a sullen puddle.
The umbrella exclaimed:
“Have you ever wished to dance amidst the raindrops?”
The puddle replied enigmatically:
“Only when a mattress sings the blues!”
Meanwhile, a clock fluttered around a cantaloupe, insisting the fruit was late for a very important date. The sky cracked a joke:
“Time waits for no melon!”
Pondering existence, a slice of bread contemplated:
“If I’m toasted, am I still myself?”