WHY WOMEN SHOULD AVOID A GIRLS NIGHT OUT AFTER THEY’RE MARRIED!
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 probably 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 me what time I
got in, and I told him midnight. He didn’t seem pissed off at all.
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 sh#@.”, cuckooed 4 more times, cleared
it’s throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more,
and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.
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