My grandma used to keep a large plastic whistle hanging from her wall phone. We all knew that if some old man called and started talking dirty we were to blow the whistle as loudly as we could and then hang up. I never did get to do that, although my cousin Gail Dean claimed to have done it numerous times. I was always jealous of that. After all, I was the oldest of all the cousins. Why shouldn't I get to blow what we called the obscene whistle?
Cinnabar Heart Earrings by dbvictoria, Etsy Dark Team
BTW, the hearts I have used to illustrate this post, none of which are obscene, come from the talented members of Etsy's Dark Side Street Team.