[fwd received 2004.Apr.07]

WHY WOMEN SHOULDN'T DRINK

The other night I was invited out for a night with "the girls." I told my husban
d that I would be home by midnight, "I promise!"   Well, the hours passed and th
e champagne was going down way too easy.

Around 3 a.m., drunk as a skunk, I headed for home. Just as I got in the door, t
he cuckoo clock in the hall started up & cuckooed 3 times.  Quickly, realizing h
e'd probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times. I was
really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution (even whe
n smashed), in order to escape a possible conflict with him.

The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, & I told him 12:00. He 
didn't seem disturbed at all.  Whew! Got away with that one!

Then he said,- "We need a new cuckoo clock." When I asked him why, he said,- "We
ll, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said, "Oh shit," cuckooed 4 
more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twic
e more, and then tripped over the cat and farted.