“Dammit, Junior,” Frank snarled as he hurled the compression socks at his son. “I told you I can’t wear these frickin’ things! They cut off my circulation!” He downed the rest of his Jack and poured himself a refill.
“That’s the point,” Junior said.” The doctor says you need to be wearing these during your concerts to prevent swelling and possible blood clots. You could have a stroke… or worse!”
“But can’t you get me something a little more comfortable? Hey, how about those tall athletic socks they used to wear in the 70s?”
“You mean tube socks.”
“Yeah! Tubie-tubie-doo!”