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 loaded, I headed for home. Just as I got to 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, In order to escape a possible conflict with him. (Even when
totally smashed...3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos =
MIDNIGHT!)

The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, and I told him
"Midnight." He didn't seem pissed off 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
three times, then said, "Oh s**t!," cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's
throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then
tripped over the coffee table and farted."

well i found it funny

that sounds like the sort of thing i would do... except fart of course

LMFAO! Very funny

pmsl....sounds like you had a great night babe

I like that one, i did have a giggle. Hope you enjoyed your night out

lmao lmao lmao!

That really did make laugh out loud!! Brilliant!

i am laughing

thats brill

Very good!