The Broken Cuckoo Clock

[Stormy]

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 easy. 

Around 3 a.m., a bit blitzed, I headed for home. 

Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall 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 (even when totally smashed), in order to escape a possible conflict with him.

The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, and I told him midnight. 

He didn't seem disturbed at all. 

(Whew! 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 3 times, then said, "Oh, crap," cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the cat and farted."

[Nan]

LOL !!!!!

[Koach]

LOL thats good