A drunk was proudly showing off his new apartment to a couple of his friends late one night. He led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong and a mallet. "What's that big brass gong?" 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 pound, and stepped back. The three stood looking at one another for a moment. Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed, "You @^%$%$, it's 3:15 in the morning!"

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I like that one Dan!

Reminds me of the drunk coming home 2am. The cuckoo clock sounded off twice. The drunk figured he'd be in trouble coming in so late, thinking fast he cuckooed 9 more times and went up stairs to bed.
The next morning his wife said, "I need to take that clock into the repair shop."
He asked why?
She said, "Last night it cuckooed two times, hickuped, cuckooed off key 9 times, farted and then giggled."

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