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

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

I went to the ocean and saw a shell that was having an identity crisis

It was feeling a little shell-shocked

My son was reading a book about volcanoes, and he came across a really interesting fact about how they erupt. He asked me if I knew how volcanoes tell secrets.

I told him they usually 'lava' to tell the truth.