Punny bunny

Usually, I am the reigning champion of lame puns in our house. Take last night, for example: Me: unacceptable! Faye isn't answering my Skype call. Mom: it is 7am in the morning for her, maybe she is in the shower...no wait. I don't think they have a shower. Maybe she's in the bath. Jeremy: how do they survive without a shower? Me: stink or swim. AT which point, I laugh uproariously at my own joke for ten minutes while the other adults in the room roll their eyes and humor me. However, every now and then the punning crown belongs to my dear husband, who surprises me with gems such as this one tonight at dinner, when he returned to the table to discover the remainder of his artichoke had myseteriously disappeared from his plate. Jeremy: hey! Where did it go? Me: well when we married you did promise to give me your heart... Jeremy (under his breath): I hope you choke on it. I'm laughing out loud again just writing it. I'm a sucker for a good pun.