RareBreed
Throwing the deuces
:The other night I was invited out for a night with the 'guys.'
I told my wife 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 wife 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 wife asked me what time I got in,
I told her 'MIDNIGHT '... she didn't seem annoyed in the least.
Whew, I got away with that one!
Then she said 'We need a new cuckoo clock.'
When I asked her why, she said, 'Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said 'oh s***.' Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.