THE KIWI'S CLOCK

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The Kiwi's Clock

Proudly showing off his newly-leased downtown apartment to a couple of friends late one night, a drunk Kiwi led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong hanging on the wall.

'What's that big brass gong for?' one of the friend's asked. 'Issss nod a gong. Issss a talking Australian clock' he drunkenly replied.

'A talking Australian clock - seriously?'

'Yup.' 'Hmmm (hic).'

'How's 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, an Australian voice from the other side of the wall screamed - 'For f..k's sake, you stupid Kiwi pr*ck. It's ten past three in the f..king morning!!!'