Grils night out

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Girls night out - Her story!

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 champagne 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 him.

The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, and I

told

him 12:00. 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 shit," cuckooed 4 more times, cleared

its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice

more, and

then tripped over the cat and farted.