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The other night I was invited out for a night with the 'girls.'
I told my husband that I would be home by midnight, 'I promise!'
Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily.
Around 3 am, a bit loaded, I headed for home.
Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and
cuckooed 3 times.
Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9
times.
I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted
solution, in order to escape a possible conflict with him.
(Even when totally smashed.... 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos total = 12 cuckoos
MIDNIGHT!)
The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, I told him
'MIDNIGHT'... He didn't seem angry in the least.
Whew, I got away with that one! Then he said 'We need a new cuckoo Clock.'
When I asked him why, he said, 'Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times,
then said 'oh shit.' Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed
another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the
coffee table and farted
