April 9, 2009
Several years, and many hackers ago, I posted this story....So...for your entertainment, I wish to repost ðŸ˜€
The other night I was invited out for a night with the guys. I told my wife that I would be home by midnight... "I promise!"
Well, the hours passed too quickly and the beers went down way too easy.
By 3am, feeling more than a little tipsy, I headed for home.
Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed three times.
I immediately realized she'd probably wake up, so I cuckooed another 9 times.
I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick solution, even when smashed, to escape a possible conflict.
The next morning my wife asked me what time I got in, "Midnight!" I said proudly! She didn't seem disturbed at all.
"Whew! Got away with that one!" I thought...
Then she told me we needed a new cuckoo clock. When I asked her why she said, "Well, last night it cuckooed 3 times, then said, "Oh Shit!" cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more then then tripped over the coffee table and farted."
So much for quick solutions...
Not saying this was me....but then again...memory fades with time
When I die...I want to go peacefully in my sleep...like my Grandfather did...not screaming like the passengers in his car.