After closing time at the bar, a drunk was proudly showing off his new apartment to a couple of his friends. He led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong and a mallet.
"What's up with the big brass gong?" one of his 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.
"It can't be a talking clock. 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 clock went: BONG-YONG-YONG-YONG-YONG-YONG-BONG !!!
The three stood looking at one another for a moment.
Suddenly someone on the other side of the wall screamed ....
"You a**hole! It's three-fifteen in the morning!"
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