The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for March 13, 2018

Those French… always horny.

London, England’s Horniman Museum has a fine collection of musical instruments.

She should be happy he didn’t key his spit valve.

She’s such a strumpet!

Toot sweet.

Be careful or you’ll blow it!

She’ll straighten him out.

Looks like he’s going to have to duet solo.

He’s blowing his own…no, forget it.

Well in his defense, we trumpet players were taught a method called “tonguing”.

It’s the rapid fluttering of the tongue to produce a very rapid staccato sound.

It served me well in later endeavors….

I blame it on the sax and violins in the moving pictures these days.

Next time date an English horn, they’re much more reserved.

To be honest, brass instruments should be used to being tongued…

Well, the word around was that she could triple tongue.

You know, I’ve been very disappointed in food labeling these days. French fries, French vanilla yogurt, French dressing… and I’m seeing NO evidence of ANY tongue in the product! What are they doing, tying a string on a piece of tongue and dunking it like a tea bag???

I played the French horn, trombone and baritone in the high school band. (Not all at the same time though).

Pucker up, Cherie, we can make ze beautiful music ensemble !

Pepe le Blew!

when he brags is he blowing his own horn…?

He pushes her buttons.