Why attached Women Should Avoid A Girls Night Out

The other night I was invited out for a night with “the girls.” I told my partner 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 other half 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 partner asked me what time I got in, and I told him “Midnight”. He didn’t seem pissed 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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