My dad used to have a special whistle for us five kids. I hated it. It was loud, and kind of obnoxious. (I could never whistle like he did.) It did not matter if we were at the amusement park riding roller coasters, which we often were, or at the beach trying to outswim (or outrun) the rip currents, when he whistled for us, we were to come in an an
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I spent about 1/3rd of my life working in CW bars so I have heard this one once or twice.
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