Talking clock
Talking clock
A drunk was proudly showing off his new apartment to a couple of his friends late one night, and led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong.
"What's that big brass gong?" one of his friends asked.
"It's not a gong, it's a talking clock" the drunk replied.
"A talking clock? Seriously?" and hsi 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 it an ear-shattering pound, and stepped back. The threee stood there looking at one another for a moment.
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed "You bastard! It's ten past three in the morning!!"
"What's that big brass gong?" one of his friends asked.
"It's not a gong, it's a talking clock" the drunk replied.
"A talking clock? Seriously?" and hsi 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 it an ear-shattering pound, and stepped back. The threee stood there looking at one another for a moment.
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed "You bastard! It's ten past three in the morning!!"
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