This is one of my favorites....could have been me - back in the day
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 beer 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 my husband.
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 SH_T!", cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed
another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then farted."