Some days the wind doesn't blow.
You can't use a pitchfork on the bowling balls.
The patients are the ones that get better and get to go home.
Because the date wasn't nailed down.
It's Christmas, Eve!
They both start blowing but in the end they take everything from you.
Tulips on your organ EDIT: This blew up. (No pun intended)
It was wound up already.
Because he's the watchdog and he has to wind himself up.