Strange Brew by John Deering for February 28, 2021

My flute’s an alto, so “mid-fluting”

I tried falutin, but I don’t have a very good embouchure.

That thar wagon ain’t a-goin’ nowheres, pardner.

Just falutin (whatever that means.).

That’s one ’a them there trick questions…they the same one at Google

[With a hat tip to Concretionist and RAGs, above.]

And now, let’s give a salute,

To Jed, that big galoot.

When caught in the middle,

Twixt a horn and a fiddle,

He learned to play the falute.

A falutin we will go ♪♩ A falutin we will go

Hi – ho the merry-o, A falutin we will go ♪♩

Fired from the first trail drive for using a slide whistle every time the trail boss mounted up.

We falute you sir!

Israeli police are searching for a man named Joseph, wanted for looting in the port city of Haifa. He may be hiding out with his mother, who has joined the convent in Barcelona, or his father, a German citizen. He plays the flute and occasionally works as a farmhand.

So, be on the lookout for a Haifa-lootin’, flutin’ Teuton, son of a nun from Barcelona, part-time plowboy Joe.

Am I the only one who thought of Quick-Draw McGraw, “the highfalutinest, fastest-shootin’est cowboy you ever saw”?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DxvERjZ5sTg

That’s trail boss Gil Favor and Rowdy Yates waiting for you to finish.

Are you:

A) Rootin’

B) Tootin’

C) Both

D) Neither

Don’t rightly do much falutin, one way nor t’other.