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<blockquote data-quote="nikonpup" data-source="post: 682107" data-attributes="member: 9922">The other night I was invited out for a night with the “girls.” I&nbsp; told my husband that I would be home by midnight, “I promise!” Well, the&nbsp; hours passed and the margaritas went&nbsp; down way too easily. Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home.&nbsp; Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up&nbsp; and cuckooed 3 times.&nbsp; Quickly, realising my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another&nbsp; 9 times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a&nbsp; quick-witted solution, in order to escape a possible conflict with him.&nbsp; (Even when totally smashed… 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos =&nbsp; MIDNIGHT !)&nbsp;The next morning my husband asked me what time I got&nbsp; in, I told him “MIDNIGHT”… he didn’t seem pissed off in the least.&nbsp; Whew, I got away with that one! Then he said “We need a new cuckoo&nbsp; clock.” When I asked him why, he said, “Well, last night our clock&nbsp; cuckooed three times, then said “oh shit” Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared&nbsp; its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more,&nbsp; and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="nikonpup, post: 682107, member: 9922"] 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., 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, realising 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, I told him “MIDNIGHT”… he didn’t seem pissed off in the least. Whew, I 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 shit” Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted. [/QUOTE]

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