This morning, I was connecting with my brother, Dave, to pass off Dad for the day. Every Saturday, we try to work out a way so Dad can see Mom for a lunch visit. Of course, we get Dad back home in time for Lawrence Welk. Dave and I have a rendezvous spot about halfway in between our houses.
As we were setting up the time to meet, I asked Dave, “Do you want Dad with or without the stolen oxygen tank?”
Without missing a beat, Dave shot back, “Tankless.”