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Girls Night Out

The other night I was invited out for a night with "the girls."
I promised my husband that I would be home by midnight. 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 in
the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed
three times. Quickly realizing my husband would probably wake up, I
cuckooed another nine 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, three cuckoos plus nine cuckoos
totals 12 cuckoos = MIDNIGHT!)
The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, and I
him " Midnight." He didn't seem ****ed 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. ****,' cuckooed four more
times,
cleared it's throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed
twice
more, and then tripped Over the coffee table and farted."