January 17, 2005We Need A New Cuckoo Clock!We Need A New Cuckoo Clock! The other night, I was invited for a night out with the guys. I promised my wife I would be home by midnight. Well... the hours passed and the margaritas went down WAY too easily--nevermind the tequila shots! Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home. Just as I got in the door, our damned cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed three times. Quickly realizing my wife would probably wake up, I cuckooed another nine times. I was quite proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution (even while totally smashed) in order to avoid being caught late! The next morning, my wife asked me what time I'd gotten in. "Midnight," I told her, a bit blearily. Shie nodded. She didn't seem pissed at all. "Whew!" I thought. "I got away with that one!" Then she said, "We need a new cuckoo clock." "Why?" I asked. "Well," she said. "Last night our cuckoo clock cuckooed three times, then said, 'Oh shit,' cuckooed four more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and tripped over the coffey table and farted." Busted. Posted by khiggins at January 17, 2005 02:17 PM | TrackBackComments
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