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Proudly showing off his newly-leased downtown apartment to a couple of friends late one night, a drunk Samoan 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 friends asked.
'Issss nod a gong. Issss a talking Maori clock' he drunkenly replied.
'A talking Maori clock - seriously?’
'Yup'
'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 3 mates stood looking at one another in astound silence.
Suddenly a Maori voice from the other side of the wall screamed -
'For F*#k sakes, you stupid Coconut. It's 10 past 3 in the F*#king morning!!!!!!!
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