The other night Latoya Davis was invited out for a night with the girls. She told her husband that she would be home by midnight, she promise! Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily. Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, she headed for home. Just as she got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, realising her husband would probably wake up, she cuckooed another 9 times. She 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 her husband asked her what time she got in, she told him MIDNIGHT... he didnt seem pissed off in the least. Whew, I got away with that one she said! Then he said We need a new cuckoo clock. When she asked him why, he said, Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said oh shit Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Sep 2014 21:53:13 +0000
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