This is why married gals shouldn't go on girls nite out -----------
> >
> > 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
> > 3a.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 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, and I
> > told him "Midnight"!. He didn't seem angry at all. 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#@.", 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.