A drunk was proudly showing off his new apartment to a couple of his 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.
"Yep", 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 fuckin' idiot, it's ten past three in the morning!"
"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.
"Yep", 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 fuckin' idiot, it's ten past three in the morning!"
