Another email my sis sent me about her dumb adventures. Lmao I guess this is kinda the sequel to Hot Wax.... well whenever I get something crazy from her I'll probably post it. Lol, enjoy.

Listen boy, let me tell you why females should avoid a girls night out after they move in with their man.... 

Last night I was invited out for a night with the "girls." I told
my Mike that I'd be home by midnight, "I promise!"

Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily.
Around 3 a.m., drunk as hell, I headed for home.

Just as I got in the door, the damn clock in the hallway started up
and cuckooed 3 times. Thinking Mike would probably
wake up and hear it, I cuckooed another 9 times. I was really proud of myself for
coming up with such a quick-witted solution, in order to escape an argument. (Even when drunk out of my mind... 3 cuckoos plus 9
cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos = MIDNIGHT!)

The next morning Mike asked me what time I got in, I told him
"MIDNIGHT"... he didn't seem mad in the least. Whew, I got away with
that one!

Then he said "We need a new cuckoo clock."

Now promise not to laugh at me, Josh. When I asked him why, he said, "Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said 'Oh! crap' Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more,
and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.