Wife came home 3 hours late from a party

I told my husband that I would be home by midnight, "I promise".

Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily. Around 3am, a bit loaded, I headed home. Just as I got in the door the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, realizing my huaband 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 withe him. (Even when totally smashed... 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos MIDNIGHT!)

The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, I told him, "Midnight"... He didn't seem pissed in the least. Whew, I got away with that one!

Then he said, "We need a new cuckoo clock." When I asked him why he replied, "Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times then said, 'oh, shit'. Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, then tripped over the coffee table and farted".