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Proudly showing off his newly-leased downtown apartment to a couple of friends late onenight,

A drunk Maori led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brassgong hanging on thewall.

‘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 pri*#. It’s ten past three in the f*#king morning !!!’

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