Knowing Time

“She was banging on my door at 2 o’clock this morning,” grumbled Hydra.

“Good grief,” said Cloud.

“She was shouting, β€˜for feck sake! Your music’s loud. Do you know what the time is?'” moaned Hydra.

“Ah,” said Cloud. “Did you know the time?”

“Yeah,” said Hydra, “a standard 4/4 rock beat.”

A quite literal, badaboomtish! πŸ™‚

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