Cuckoo Clock

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 blitzed, 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 (even when totally smashed), in order to escape a possible conflict with him. The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, and I told him midnight. He didn't seem disturbed 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 3 times, then said, "oh, crap," cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the cat and farted."

Oz is a chick???? :uhoh:

yeah, a nasty one who farts and giggles when drunk.

lmao, oz, that explains so much! ;)

Oz is a chick???? :uhoh:

i thought the exact same thing

:lol::lol:

Well.....either Oz is a chick or Oz is ghey, I'll leave it to the rest of you to decide.

hey yeah, why is "the girls" in quotes?



"Lucy, you got some 'splainin ta do."