If this does not make you laugh out loud, you have lost your sense of humour.
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 a.m, and feeling 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 – midnight !!
The next morning my husband asked me what time i got in, i told him midnight… and he didnt seem hacked off !! (result…yes !!) Then he said, “do you know what, we need a new cuckoo clock” I said “why?” He said "well last night our clock cuckooed 3 times, then it said “oh $h*t”, cuckooed another 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more then tripped over the coffee table and farted !!
Busted !!!