[NJARC] (no subject)

[Billoradio at aol.com]

A drunk was proudly showing the radio collection in 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.

"What's with that 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  a**hole!
It's 3:15 in the  morning!"