RAB
11-17-2005, 09:22 PM
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 easy. Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, 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 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
(even when totally 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 "Midnight". He didn't seem pissed off 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. ****.", cuckooed 4
more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed
twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted."
for home. Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall 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
(even when totally 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 "Midnight". He didn't seem pissed off 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. ****.", cuckooed 4
more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed
twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted."