T he other night I was invited out for a night out with "The Boys" I told my wife that I would be home by midnight...Promise!
W ell, the hours passed and the beer was going down way too easy. At around 3 a.m., drunk as a skunk, I headed home.
J ust as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, I realized she'd probably wake up, so I cuckooed another nine times.
I was really proud of myself, having a quick and witty solution, even when smashed, to escape a possible conflict.
T he 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. Whew! Got away with another one!
S he then told me that we needed a new cuckoo clock. When I asked her why...she said,
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Gatta Bella
Date:
Sun, 17 Mar 2002 09:45:23 -0500
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