While proudly showing off his new apartment to friends late one night, the drunk led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong.
"What's that big brass gong for?" one of the guests asked. "Why, that's the talking clock" the man replied. "How does it work?" "Watch", the man said, giving it an ear-shattering pound with a hammer.
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed, "For fuck sake, you wanker, it's 2am in the fucking morning!!"
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While proudly showing off his new apartment to friends late one night, the drunk led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong.
"What's that big brass gong for?" one of the guests asked. "Why, that's the talking clock" the man replied. "How does it work?" "Watch", the man said, giving it an ear-shattering pound with a hammer.
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed, "For fuck sake, you wanker, it's 2am in the fucking morning!!"
Ugh.
Back when music MADE people dance wildly and then immediately after have nasty anal sex in the church parking lot.
Not that I know......
;-)
I don't know what is more disturbing your act of sacrilege, or that you like C+C Music Factory.
Great, now THAT song is stuck in my head! Thanks, Marty!
That song was stuck in my ass but i just dumped it with a classic Bukowski beer shit!
Who is Marty Wombacher?
why do they have a miniature version of the sign right next to the big one?
The mini poster is different colors. damn you, LSD.
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