Thanks to Cowboy. I have to repost this cause I fell out of my chair laughing, and I wanted to spread this joy to everyone I know.





Why females should avoid a girls night out after they are married...
>
> (If this does not make you laugh out loud, you have lost your sense of
> humor.)
>
> 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 easily.
>
> Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home. Just as I got in the
> door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and cuckooed three
> times. Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed
> another nine times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such
> a quick-witted solution, in order to escape a possible conflict with
> him. (Even when totally smashed... three cuckoos plus nine cuckoos
> totals 12 cuckoos--MIDNIGHT!)
>
> The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, I told him
> 'MIDNIGHT.' He didn't seem pissed off in the least. Whew, I 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 four more times, cleared
> its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more,
> and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.