Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for February 13, 2024

mhm … and never got killed by someone who didn’t.

Or someone who POPS their gum!

It sounds like somebody has a slow leak.

I haven’t seen it nor heard it.

I understand I’d hold the railing of my crib and “dance” to that song when they played it on the radio.

We had a chronic whistler at work years ago. All day long he’d be at it. We all chipped in and bought a big bag of birdseed and left it on his desk one morning. He seemed to get the message and he toned it down a bit after that.

I never whistle while I work. I know the words!

My postman sings, and he’s not bad. I guess he’s happy in his work. I miss him when someone else delivers. No sure I’d want to hear him all day though.

There are still professional musicians who perform whistling parts in orchestral works (e.g. themes of the early Clint Eastwood spaghetti Westerns) but it’s been years since I heard anyone whistle or even hum. Does modern pop music easily lend itself to whistling Its themes? Or is that a “Pluggers” thing?

TRUE story!! SO annoying

I’m that guy. I used to pop my gum too, until dental work limited my ability to do so. Sorry to all of you.

It is a good strategy when you are bye yourself…….otherwise annoying!!!!!!!

My whistle won’t work anymore. I used to whistle like a bird. Guess my fat lips or old age or something is to blame. Makes me sad.

I gave up my whistle after retiring from coaching.

What are you worrying about Aunty, you have to work first to be annoyed by the whistling

If memory serves, aunty is in Britain, and from the looks of things, Pear is Apple’s competitor over there!

How dare they be cheerful when you want to be in a snit.

The first time I whistled in front of my future mother-in-law, she said, “A whistling woman and a cackling hen, never came to any good end.” I just laughed. She turned out to be a wonderful mother-in-law, though.

I worked with a whistler who had no clue he was whistling. 8 full hours. The next day he started up again. He finally whistled a tune I knew and I hollered in delight. He stopped whistling around me because I startled him and he forgot his train of thought.

I am not a violent person. I do not think about hurting anyone. I would never wish harm on anyone. However, should I ever snap, it will result in the gruesome slaughter of someone whistling. I cannot tell you how that gosh-awful noise grates my nerves.

Thyroid cancer, and severe asthma have, essentially killed my singing voice (Not that I was ever great), so, I do occasionally whistle along with the oldies from the station I play, on my work computer. The one difference is, I asked my coworker on the other side of the partition if it bothered her, first.

Huh. Never seen a red Yankee cap before.

Keep it on-key and short, and you’re okay. I play a whistling game with my wife, proving that all musical road/tunes end up at the Mexican Hat Dance. She can’t whistle.