WHY FEMALES SHOULD AVOID A GIRLS NIGHT OUT AFTER THEY ARE MARRIED....

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 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 pissed off 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 3 TIMES, THEN SAID 'OH dermot.' CUCKOOED 4 MORE TIMES, CLEARED ITS THROAT, CUCKOOED ANOTHER 3 TIMES, GIGGLED, CUCKOOED TWICE MORE, THEN TRIPPED OVER THE COFFEE TABLE AND FARTED.

Peter

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