After closing time at the bar, a man (who was just a bit tipsy) was proudly showing off his new apartment to a couple of his friends. He led them to his bedroom where he had a big brass gong and a mallet.
“What’s with the gong?” one of his friends asked.
“It’s not a gong,” the drunk man said. “It’s a talking clock.”
“A talking clock? Are you serious?” his astonished friend asked.
“How does it work?” the friend asked.
“I’ll show you!” said the drunk man, picking up the mallet and giving the brass gong an ear-shattering pound. He stepped back and waited with the other two men.
Suddenly, from the other side of the wall, a voice yelled, “You bloody idiot! It’s three fifteen in the morning!”