Posted On: 08/12/2013 11:22:34 AM
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Just after I got married, I was invited out for a night with "the boys". I told the Mrs. that I would be home by midnight ... promise! Well, the hours passed and the beer was going down way too easy. At around 3:00 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 witty solution (even when smashed) to escape a possible conflict.
Next morning the wife asked me what time I got in and I told her 12 o'clock. She didn't seemed disturbed at all. Whew! Got away with that one!
She then told me we needed a new cuckoo clock. When I asked her why she said, "Well, it cuckooed 3 times, said 'oh fuck', cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more and then farted."
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 witty solution (even when smashed) to escape a possible conflict.
Next morning the wife asked me what time I got in and I told her 12 o'clock. She didn't seemed disturbed at all. Whew! Got away with that one!
She then told me we needed a new cuckoo clock. When I asked her why she said, "Well, it cuckooed 3 times, said 'oh fuck', cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more and then farted."
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