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 3:00 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 wake up, I cuckooed another 9 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.....3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos = midnight.)The next morning my husband asked my what time I got in and I told him "midnight." He didn't seem upset 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 3 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 coffee table and farted."Why females should avoid girls night out after they are married
lol someone got that on cam?
ReplyDeletewould love to see/hear that!! :P