hot cross puns with my ma and boompa

Kayte: We bake to differ

Mom & Boompa: Hope you got a lot of dough... if you knead it.

That was crumby... any way you slice it.

Kayte: Your puns are stale.

Mom & Boompa: Oh bag-uette! You're too well bread for such punishing language.

Kayte: I loaf my punny mama.

Mom & Boompa: I must confess, your grandfather is the source.. I donut
want to lie.

Kayte: At yeast you admit it!

Mom & Boompa: There's really muffin more to say.

Kayte: Rye did you stop punning? Wheat had a good thing going.

I oven't had enough yet. I barley started! Just can't leaven this
alone. Did I spelt that white? I'm on a roll!
Challah if you think of more!

Mom & Boompa: Boompa says this'll cracker up!

Kayte: Cat foccacia tongue? Ciabatta believe it.

Mom & Boompa: I'm done or at least half baked.

Kayte: Wasa matter? It's a pita there's no more puns.

Mom & Boompa: What's a rice girl doing in a place like this? This is

the last of the
hot cross puns so we'll wafer goodbye for now.

Kayte: Let's settle the scone.

Mom & Boompa: Rye-valry has risen to a new level but you're still the
toast of the town.

Kayte: An injera to one is an injera to all.

Mom & Boompa: I'd loaf to go on but naan can excel you.

Kayte: You're fulla crepe!

Mom & Boompa: A panini saved is a panini earned.

Kayte: Oh no, not agrain!

Mom & Boompa: Ready to turnover a new leaf?

Kayte: That one takes the cake. Boompa has really stollen the show.

Mom & Boompa: Cheap gas: pumpanickel.

Kayte: Wait a millet. Quinoa resolve this? It's getting tortilla out of hand.