Thanks to Pat & Sue for sharing this
jokes with us.
The other night I was invited out for a night with the guys. I
told my
wife that I would be home by midnight... "promise!" Well, the hours
passed quickly and the beer was going down way too easy. At 3am,
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 three times.
Quickly, I realized she'd probably wake up, so I cuckooed another 9
times. was really proud of myself for having such a rapid, witty solution, even
though I was drunk. The next morning my wife asked me what time I got in,
and I told her 12 o'clock. She didn't seem disturbed at all. Got away with
that one, I
thought!
Then she told me we needed a new cuckoo clock. When I asked her why she
said, "Well, last night it cuckooed 3 times, then said, 'oh f*ck,'
cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times,
giggled,
cuckooed twice more .... then farted."
