At about 3AM, I was drunk as a skunk. I came home
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The next day, my wife asked what time I got home, and I replied, "Midnight, just like I said."
She said that was good, and for some reason she said we needed a new cuckoo clock. When I asked why, she answered, "Last night when it cuckooed midnight, it cuckooed three times, said 'Shit!', cuckooed four more times, farted, cuckooed three times, cleared its throat, cuckooed two more times and then started giggling."