Talking clock
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Talking clock
A drunk was proudly showing off his new apartment to a couple of friends late one night.
When they made it to the bedroom, they saw a big brass gong next to the bed.
"What's a big brass gong doing in your bedroom?" one of the guests asked.
"It's not a gong. It's a talking clock," the drunk replied.
"A talking clock? Seriously?" asked his astonished friend.
"Yup," replied the drunk.
"How's it work?" the friend asked, squinting at it.
"Watch," the drunk replied.
He picked up the mallet, gave the gong an ear-shattering whack, and stepped back.
The three stood looking at one another for a moment.
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed,
You asshole, it's ten past three in the morning!"
When they made it to the bedroom, they saw a big brass gong next to the bed.
"What's a big brass gong doing in your bedroom?" one of the guests asked.
"It's not a gong. It's a talking clock," the drunk replied.
"A talking clock? Seriously?" asked his astonished friend.
"Yup," replied the drunk.
"How's it work?" the friend asked, squinting at it.
"Watch," the drunk replied.
He picked up the mallet, gave the gong an ear-shattering whack, and stepped back.
The three stood looking at one another for a moment.
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed,
You asshole, it's ten past three in the morning!"
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Originally Posted by The Raptor' date='Feb 21 2005, 09:36 AM
A drunk was proudly showing off his new apartment to a couple of friends late one night.
When they made it to the bedroom, they saw a big brass gong next to the bed.
"What's a big brass gong doing in your bedroom?" one of the guests asked.
"It's not a gong. It's a talking clock," the drunk replied.
"A talking clock? Seriously?" asked his astonished friend.
"Yup," replied the drunk.
"How's it work?" the friend asked, squinting at it.
"Watch," the drunk replied.
He picked up the mallet, gave the gong an ear-shattering whack, and stepped back.
The three stood looking at one another for a moment.
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed,
You asshole, it's ten past three in the morning!"
When they made it to the bedroom, they saw a big brass gong next to the bed.
"What's a big brass gong doing in your bedroom?" one of the guests asked.
"It's not a gong. It's a talking clock," the drunk replied.
"A talking clock? Seriously?" asked his astonished friend.
"Yup," replied the drunk.
"How's it work?" the friend asked, squinting at it.
"Watch," the drunk replied.
He picked up the mallet, gave the gong an ear-shattering whack, and stepped back.
The three stood looking at one another for a moment.
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed,
You asshole, it's ten past three in the morning!"
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