The other night Sam was invited out for a night with his colleagues. He promised his wife that he would be home by midnight. Well, the hours passed and at around 2:30 a.m., he headed for home. Just as he got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed three times. Quickly Sam realised his wife would probably wake up, so he cuckooed another nine times. He was really proud of himself, having a quick-witted solution, to escape a possible conflict.
The next morning his wife asked him what time he got in, and he told her twelve o'clock. She didn't seem disturbed at all. So he really thought that he got away with that one! His wife then told him that they needed a new cuckoo clock. When Sam asked her why, she said, "Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said "phew", cuckooed four more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more and then said. "Yes, I'm safe for now."
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