ME: “Congratulations on your new firm!” I said. “Striking out on your own. Such an exciting time… you have broken the yoke!”

HIM: “Yes… let's just hope it doesn't end up running all over my hands.”

ME: “No, I meant yoke, like oxen.”

HIM: “I know what you meant.”

ME: “It does work as a double-entendre, now, doesn't it? It's homonym enough.”

We laughed, wished each other a lovely afternoon, and hung up.