Well, the hours passed and the beer was going down way too easy. At around 2:30 a.m., drunk as a skunk, I headed for home. Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, I realized she’d probably wake up, so I cuckooed another 9 times. I was really proud of myself, having a quick-witted solution, even when smashed, to escape a possible conflict.
The next morning my wife asked me what time I got in, and I told her twelve o’clock. She didn’t seem disturbed at all. Whew! Got away with that one!
She then told me that we needed a new cuckoo clock.
When I asked her why, she said, “Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said “uh-oh,” cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then farted.”
Karen
Comments
lol..funny!
lol thats funny
haha, thats funny
Ha ha ha ha ha!!!
My hiccup kill me the twenty dollar bill in your wife that st in time and has couple hours hes going to feel like this who is the puke off with wet paper towels another man comes.
That’s really funny
Aww thats gross, but very funny!!
For telling jokes.
ROTFL LMBO LOL AND EVERY OTHER POSSIBLE LAUGHING THING! OMG THAT IS HYSTERICAL!!!!!!!
that was funny lmao
i don’t get this one?
that was excellent lol.
