Caught

Just after I got married, I was invited out for a night with "the
boys." I told the misses that I would be home by midnight ... promise!

Well, the hours passed and the beer was going down way too easy, at
around 3 A.M. 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 3
times.

Quickly I realized she'd probably wake up, so I cuckooed another 9
times. I was really proud of myself, having a quick witty solution,
even when smashed, to escape a possible conflict.

Next morning the 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 that
one! She then told me that we needed a new cuckoo clock. When I
asked her why, she said "Well, it cuckooed 3 times, said 'oh fuck,'
cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed another 3 times,
giggled, cuckooed twice more and then farted.

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