Girls night out . . . . (sort of a girly joke)
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 margarita's went down way too easily.
Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home.
Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway 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, I told him "MIDNIGHT"... He didn't seem mad in the least.
Whew, I 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 #$%*", cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and belched !!!
__________________
PS
Only a biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.
