OK, so let me get this right… you take the head from a Feadog, the tube from a Walton’s Mello D, do some magic tweaking and get the whistle that everyone raves about. How cool is that? Very! A whistle from heaven is what I’m hearing!
So here’s the thing: I keep thinking of all of those other parts going to waste. I mean all the shrill, evil, irritating, honking, squeaking, clogging, leaky, messy and downright plain nasty stuff gets left on the workshop floor! Hmmmm… I wonder… Bolt a couple of those reject body parts together, work some dark magic, and you might have something else entirely. Eye-gore, I think I want one of those bad boys!
In fact, if I had one, I wouldn’t have had to mail my tax return in today. I could have delivered it to the IRS in person, and played 'em a “Tenpenny Bit” they wouldn’t forget any time soon! As far as I know, the tin whistle still isn’t classified as a concealed weapon!