Last night I went out with some friends

Last night I went out with some friends.

I told my husband I would be home at midnight sharp

. "I promise you," I told him.

But the evening was great: we drank, we danced, and drank again…

and I didn't see the time pass. Result: I came home at 3 am completely burned out.

No sooner had I walked through the door than that stupid

Swiss cuckoo started yelling “cuckoo” three times.

I figured that would wake up my husband, so I shouted

“hello” nine more times. What I was happy and puffed up with

pride to have had so quickly, although drunk, an idea that

would prevent me from fried with my husband.

I went to bed with peace of mind congratulating

myself on being so smart and responsive.

The same day at breakfast, my husband asked me what

time I was home and I told him that I had arrived sharp

at midnight, as I had promised him.

He didn't say anything but he still looked suspicious.

"Well, I'm saved," I said to myself.

Then he said to me: "For sure, I think the cuckoo clock is out of whack."

I asked him trembling: “Ah ouiiii ??? And why

do you say that, my love? And

he said to me: "Well, that night, the cuckoo said

"cuckoo" three times... then, I don't know how,

he shouted "Shit", then he said "cuckoo" four more times,

then he burped, and "hello" again three more times, then

he burst out laughing, and "hello" again, he ran out,

he tripped in the living room, broke the little table, is

lying next to me, and let out a fart before falling asleep…”

Funny Mery