Girsl night out

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 3:00 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 wake up, I cuckooed another 9times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such aquick-witted solution, in order to escape a possible conflict with him.(Even when totally smashed.....3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12cuckoos midnight.)
The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in and I toldhim "midnight."
He didn't seem upset 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 clockcuckooed 3 times, then said, "Oh shit", cuckooed 4 more times,cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooedtwice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted."