A GONG COULD HELP
Get attention. I remember The Gong Show on tv. Hated it. But loved the idea. I still wish I had a gong to hit to get rid of annoyances. I have so many, though, I think I would be fined or run out of the neighborhood.
I went to a funeral of a friend today. He had a unique whistle that could be heard all over his neighborhood. That's the way he called his kids and later grandkids home. No one quite had one like it.
My uniqueness is a squeak I somehow make by slurping my tongue against the roof of my mouth. I was hoping it was hereditary but probably like Horst's whistle it will be buried with me. No one can master. I can't teach it. But it's all mine and like the gong attention getting. But I like it.
Gong. Whistle. Squeak. All annoying. All unique.
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