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<blockquote data-quote="moreluck" data-source="post: 1650991" data-attributes="member: 1246">Girls Night Out...The other night, I was invited out for a night with &quot;the girls.&quot; I told my husband that I would be home by midnight. &quot;I promise,&quot; were my last words.The hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily and around 3 a.m. we piled into a cab and headed to our respective homes, quite inebriated.Just as I walked through the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed 3 times!Realizing that my husband would probably wake up to this, I quickly cuckooed another 9 times. I was quit pleased with myself for coming up with such a quick witted solution to cover up my tardiness. Even with my impaired judgment, I could count 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos equaled 12 cuckoos!The next morning, my husband asked me what time I got in, and confidently, I replied, &quot;Midnight...like I promised.&quot; He didn&#039;t even raise and eyebrow and went on reading the morning paper! Phew! Got away with that one!After a moment, he then replied, &quot;I think we might need a new cuckoo clock.&quot;&nbsp;A bit nervously, I asked him why, to which he responded:&quot;Well, last night our clock cuckooed 3 times, then said, &#039;Oh, crap,&#039; cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it&#039;s throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, then tripped over the coffee table and farted.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="moreluck, post: 1650991, member: 1246"] [SIZE=5][B]Girls Night Out...[/B][/SIZE] 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," were my last words. The hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily and around 3 a.m. we piled into a cab and headed to our respective homes, quite inebriated. Just as I walked through the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed 3 times! Realizing that my husband would probably wake up to this, I quickly cuckooed another 9 times. I was quit pleased with myself for coming up with such a quick witted solution to cover up my tardiness. Even with my impaired judgment, I could count 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos equaled 12 cuckoos! The next morning, my husband asked me what time I got in, and confidently, I replied, "Midnight...like I promised." He didn't even raise and eyebrow and went on reading the morning paper! Phew! Got away with that one! After a moment, he then replied, "I think we might need a new cuckoo clock." A bit nervously, I asked him why, to which he responded: "Well, last night our clock cuckooed 3 times, then said, 'Oh, crap,' cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, then tripped over the coffee table and farted." [/QUOTE]

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