News and film from member WYn Wn . Just in time for the Six o’clock report on the Left Coast.

About an hour after Last Call at the VFW bar, several old geezers were checking out their buddy’s new apartment. Needless to say, like good Army buddies everywhere, they’d had waaaay too much snakebite medicine.

Vet #1 says”Come on back here you guys. You gotta check this puppy out. ”

Along the wall in his bedroom is a massive gong and a heavy mallet. Vet# 2 says:

“Dude. What’s with the mega-gong?”

The proud owner nods his head in disagreement and says:

“No way. Itza talkn’ clock, man. Had me fooled.  My daughter got it at Walmart, I think.”

Vet #3 observes to Vet #2:

“Man, he’s charcoal. Talking clock, my ass.”

Vet#1 immediately raises his finger and says:” Whoa. Check it out. ”

With that, he grabs up the mallet and puts the hurt on the plate.

Several moments go by while they all look at each other blankly as only drunk guys can. Suddenly from the other side of the wall comes a scream of biblical proportions:

“You ASSHOLE! It’s three fifteen in the morning!”

Vet #2 looks over at Vet #3 knowingly and says:

“Yep. Know where I’m gonna be headin’ tomorrow morning.  Mmmhmm, Walmart, dude”.