This has happen to all of us at one time or another

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 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 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 ****** off 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. ****.", 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."