The Cuckoo Husband
Just after I got married, I was invited out for a night with "the boys."
I told the misses that I would be home by midnight...promise!
Well, the hours passed and the beer was going down way too easy, at around 3 A.M. drunk as a skunk, I headed for home.
Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up, and cuckooed 3 times. She would wake up, so I cuckooed another 9 times.
I was proud. I was witty. And I was drunk.
Next morning my wife asked me what time I
got in.
"Midnight", I said. She wasn't upset. Whew!
Then she said, "we needed a new cuckoo clock."
"Why?"
"Well, this morning, it cuckooed 3 times, said 'oh
shit,' cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed another 3
times, giggled, cuckooed twice more and then farted.
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