The other night a lady was invited to a night out with the "girls". She told my husband that she would be home by midnight, "I promise!"

Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily. Around 3am, a bit loaded, she headed home. Just as she got to the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and cuckooed 3 times.

Quickly, realizing her husband would probably wake up, she cuckooed another 9 times.

She 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 her husband asked me what time she got in, she told him midnight.

He didn't seem ticked off in the least. "Whew, I got away with that one" she said.

Then he said "We need a new cuckoo clock."

When she asked him why, he said, "Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said "oh crap the clock", cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table & farted."

thats freakn hilarious, thanks

I like that one

Good one Gary! LMAO!

Loved it!

Very funny!

Good one. ;D