I hope you like this joke (#19)?
Wednesday, July 28th, 2010WiseVibes asked:
The other night I was invited out for a bachelorette party 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 in order to escape a possible conflict with him. (Even when totally smashed I knew that 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos, which equals MIDNIGHT!)
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 shit’, 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.”
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The other night I was invited out for a bachelorette party 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 in order to escape a possible conflict with him. (Even when totally smashed I knew that 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos, which equals MIDNIGHT!)
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 shit’, 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.”
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