GIRLS NIGHT OUT One night my girls invited me out. I promised my husband I'd be home by midnight. Hours passed and margaritas went down way too easy. Around 3 am (a bit loaded) I headed home. Just as I got in the cuckoo clock chimed 3 times. Afraid my hubby would wake I quickly cuckooed 9 more times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick witted solution. The next morning he asked what time I got in. I said "MIDNIGHT!" He seemed fine so I thought I had gotten away with it. Then he said "We need a new cuckoo clock." When I asked why he said, "Well, last night our clock cuckooed 3 times said "oh shit", cuckooed 4 times, cleared its throat cuckooed 3 times again giggled, cuckooed twice more, then tripped over the coffee table & farted."