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Talking Clock

While proudly showing off his new apartment to friends
late one night, the
drunk led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass
gong..

What's that big brass gong for? one of the guests asked.

Why, thatsh the talking clock the man replied.

How does it work?

Like thish, the man said, giving it an ear-shattering pound
with a hammer.

Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed,
For f**k's sake,
you a**hole, it's two o'clock in the f***ing morning!!"