Thursday, May 08, 2008

Speaking clock

Following a night out with a few friends, a man brought them back to show off his new flat. After the grand tour, the visitors where rather perplexed by the large gong taking pride of place in the lounge.
“What’s that big brass gong for?” one of the guests asked.
“Why, that’s the speaking clock” the man replied.
“How does it work?”
“I’ll show you”, the man said, giving it an ear-shattering blow with an unpadded hammer.
Suddenly, a voice from the other side of the wall screamed,

For f*ck’s sake, you wanker, it’s twenty to two in the f*cking morning"

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