Wildflower1964 (wildflower1964) wrote, @ 2005-03-04 03:00:00

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Girls Night Out

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 blitzed, 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 disturbed at all. 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."

Had to... Very easy to imagine

	thespian15 2005-03-05 01:54 (link)
	LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't think I have ever heard our cuckoo clock fart. :p Hugs, Jon (Reply to this) (Thread)