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Dallas wrote: What a great joke!
First I thought you were actually telling your story of a night out (truthfully) but then realized you're telling a joke. I am so gullible at times.....
I told you that I do worry about you sometimes
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First I thought you were actually telling your story of a night out (truthfully) but then realized you're telling a joke. I am so gullible at times.....
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zojosc wrote:
PaulT wrote:On the theme of cuckoos and clocks what was the name of the cuckoo in the clock in Sykes?
I think it was called Peter and was the most unpredictable little blighter.
PaulT wrote: On the theme of cuckoos and clocks what was the name of the cuckoo in the clock in Sykes?
I think it was called Peter and was the most unpredictable little blighter.
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]]>2010-07-08T08:26:42+00:002010-07-08T08:26:42+00:00https://www.75ztcommunity.co.uk/viewtopic.php?t=1093&p=9056#p9056regards john...
]]>2010-07-07T22:15:15+00:002010-07-07T22:15:15+00:00https://www.75ztcommunity.co.uk/viewtopic.php?t=1093&p=9014#p9014I 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 up and cuckooed 3 times.
Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times.
I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution, in order to escape a possible conflict with him.
(Even when totally smashed... 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos = MIDNIGHT !) The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, I told him "MIDNIGHT"... he didn't seem at all upset.
Whew, I 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 clock cuckooed three times, then said "oh sh!#$." Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted."
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