The cuckoo clock .
Why males should avoid a boys night out after they are married… 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 ‘boys.’ I told my wife that I would be home by midnight, ‘I promise!’
Well, the hours passed and the beers went down way too easily. Around 3 a.m., 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 wife 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 her.
(Even when totally smashed… 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals = 12 cuckoos MIDNIGHT!)
The next morning my wife asked me what time I got in, I told her ‘MIDNIGHT’… she didn’t seem pissed off in the least. ……… Whew, I got away with that one!
Then she said ‘We need a new cuckoo clock.’
When I asked her why, she said, 'Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times then said ‘oh ****.’ Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.