Joke of the day

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 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 (even when totally smashed), in order to

escape a possible conflict with him. 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.

Whew! 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 it." 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."