Muscatine

Why females should avoid a girls night out after they are married....
If this does not make you laugh out loud, you have lost your sense of
humor.



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, 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, 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 -
Last night our clock cuckooed three times, 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.

  Thank you for starting my afternoon off with a good laugh.

 

 I believe I have been there a time or two many years ago. Thanks for the the forgotten memories if only by me.

Is this going to happen in the new house? I don't remember moving a cookoo clock. Bet u really farted then flew over the coffee table. Yolonda must have been there if u were giggling.