Centuries ago, the Swiss clockmaking guild persecuted anyone who stepped out of line; many members were accused of watchcraft.
When I tell people I invented a moon-powered clock, they look at me like I’m a lunar-tick.
If I show anyone my cuckoo clock, I’ll be a laughing’s tock.
At what time am I most hungry? Ate a clock.
It ticks me off that Big Ben is all tock, no action. How does he save face? Whatever, that’s my clockin spiel.
In an issue of British national security, they had to call in a repairman to re-wind Big Ben. MI6 classified it as ‘clock in danger‘ operation.