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Maybe I need a cuckoo clock.

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 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...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 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. ######.", 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."