Originally Posted by
doberman 152
Last night, my friends invited me out. I promised my WIFE I'd be home by midnight, but hours passed and the drinks went down way too easy. Around 3 AM (a bit loaded) I headed home. Just as I got in, the cucoo clock chimed three times. Afraid she would wake up, I quickly cuckooed 9 more times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick witted solution.
This morning, she asked what time I got home and I said "MIDNIGHT!" She seemed fine, so I thought I had gotten away with it. Then she said, "we need a new cuckoo clock." When I asked why, she said "Because last night it cuckooed three times said 'oh crap!', cuckooed 4 times, cleared its throat, cuckooed again 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more then tripped over the coffee table and farted."...:shots:
