Proudly showing off his newly-leased downtown apartment to a couple of friends late one night, a drunk Maori led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong hanging on the wall. Whats that big brass gong for? one of the friends asked. Issss nod a gong. Issss a talking clock he drunkenly replied. A talking clock - seriously? Yup. Hmmm (hic). Hows it work? the second friend asked, squinting at it. Just watch he said. He picked up a hammer, gave the gong an ear-shattering bash and stepped back. His three mates stood looking at one another for a moment in astounded silence. Suddenly, a voice from the other side of the wall screamed, For f*#ks sake, you stupid pr#ck. Its ten past three in the f*#king morning !!!
Posted on: Fri, 05 Dec 2014 10:33:13 +0000
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