Our daughter, Crazy Jane, is in braces. This means that I am constantly finding two small rubber bands left behind at her kitchen table seat. Today I said to her, "You know how sometimes, in the wake of a tragedy, people will say that the things that used to bother them about the departed are now things that they miss?" She said, "Yeah." I said, "Not true. Because if you got hit by a truck, on the way home from your funeral I'd say to Mom, 'Well, at least we won't have rubber bands on our table anymore.'"
My wife laughed, which means that it was not an inappropriate joke.