Why females should avoid a girls night out after they are married....If this does not make you laugh out loud, you have lost your sense ofhumor.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 easily.Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home.Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started upand cuckooed 3 times.Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another9 times.I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-wittedsolution, in order to escape a possible conflict with him.(Even when totally smashed... 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals = 12 cuckoosMIDNIGHT!)The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, I told him'MIDNIGHT'... he didn't seem pissed off in the least.Whew, I got away with that one! Then he said 'We need a new cuckooclock.'When I asked him why, he said, 'Well, last night our clock cuckooedthree times, then said 'oh shit.' Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared itsthroat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and thentripped over the coffee table and farted.