Girls night out

[Bubba]

The Cuckoo Clock


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 champagne was going down way too easy.
Around 3 a.m., drunk as a skunk, 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 he'd 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 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 12 o'clock. 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 three times, then said 'Oh rats', cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed 2 more times, and then sneezed."