>On holiday in New York
>Eating out at a restaurant
>Check my portable arm clock
>Almost seven bong
>Get up from my chair
>BONG
>BONG
>BONG
>BON...
>customers look at me like I'm some crazed lunatic
>waitress asks me if everything is ok
>realise something is not quite right
>B-but...seven bong?
>bong?
>begin hyperventilating
>started singing God Save The Queen to stop a near fatal panic attack
What the hell Americans! Is your bong machine broken or something?
>>135551022
Sad story, m'mate