Guest guest Posted January 13, 2002 Report Share Posted January 13, 2002 The other night I was invited out for a night with the boys. Itold my wife that I would be home by midnight ... promise!Well, the hours passed and the beer was going down waytoo easy. At around 2:30 am, drunk as a skunk, I headedfor home. Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in thehall started up and cuckooed three times. Quickly, I realizedshe'd probably wake up, so I cuckooed another nine times. I wasreally proud of myself, having a quick witty solution, even whensmashed, to escape a possible conflict. The next morning mywife asked me what time I got in, and I told her twelve o'clock. She didn't seem disturbed at all. Whew! Got away with that one!She then told me that we needed a new cuckoo clock. When I asked her why, she said "Well, last night our clockcuckooed three times, then said "oh s**t," cuckooed four moretimes, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, laughed,cuckooed twice more, and then farted. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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