To win dough.
You bust a nut
Remove an electron.
All their supporters are home with sick kids
so I punched him in the head.
Through the bat flap.
Through the Lucha-door.
He was a pieromaniac.
I don't knead you anymore.
uunnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggg!
Wife: I'd take half and leave. Husband: Well here's $6 and you can start packing anytime now.
Because he really kneaded the dough. (please forgive me for that awful pun)
You get some hoes and they get dough for you.
They all "Feel The Burn!"