(UPDATED) Do you have a cajun joke that I do not have? Email it to me, with the joke name on the subject line then just copy and paste the joke into the body of the email.I will try and post it. The Pedro Game Boudreaux & Clotile and Pierre & Marie, (two happily married couples) all decide to have a pedro game one night. So they all meet at Boudreaux & Clotile's house and begin playing cards. A couple of games later, Boudreaux decides he needs to go to the bathroom, so he goes. Then Marie decides to get more beer in the kitchen and she goes. Remaining at the pedro table were Pierre and Clotile. Pierre, looking at Clotile (Boudreaux's wife) tells her (Clotile) that he thinks she looks good and that he would like nothing more than to "fool around" with her. Well, Clotile gives in and tells Pierre that it will cost him.Pierre asks "how much?" Clotile says "$100.00". Pierre tells her that that is too much, being he has no job. Then after a little while, Pierre agrees to pay her. They decide that he will go over the next morning while Boudreaux is at work. So they finish their pedro game that night, and Pierre goes over to Boudreaux's house just after Boudreaux leaves for work (not to see Boudreaux, no!!) and he and Clotile spend the day together. He gets what he wants from Clotile and gives her the $100.00 then leaves. A little while later Boudreaux comes home and asks Clotile if Pierre came by today. Clotile was shocked, but couldn't tell a lie to Boudreaux and says yes, Pierre did come by. Then Boudreaux asks if Pierre gave her $100.00. Clotile replies yes while hesitating. Boudreaux says, that good ole friend of mine, Pierre; I knew I could count on him. This morning he came by work and borrowed $100.00 and said he'd have it back by 5:00 PM. Boudreaux's Death Notice Boudreaux's wife, Clotile, went to the local newspaper and said she wanted to put in the Obituary Column that Boudreaux died. The editor said that it would be $1.00 per word. Clotile said, "Here's $2.00 - just put 'BOUDREAUX DIED'." The editor said, "Mrs. Boudreaux, surely you want more dan dat." Clotile said, "Mais, no, just 'BOUDREAUX DIED'." The editor said, "Well, Mrs. Boudreaux, I know you're a little upset. Bring yourself back tomorrow and you will probably tink of somethin else." Clotile came back the next day, and said, "Yeh, I taught of somethin else, put 'BOUDREAUX DIED, BOAT FOR SALE'. Boudreaux and the Texan Boudreaux once had a job as a taxicab driver in Baton Rouge. One day, he picked up a Texan on his way to the airport. When they passed by the LSU football stadium, the Texan said "What's that?" Boudreaux said, "Dat's Tiger Stadium." The Texan said, "How long did it take y'all to build it?" Boudreaux said, "Mais, about five years." The Texan said, "Oh, we've got a bigger one in Austin that only took one year." As they passed the state capitol, the Texan asked again, "What's that building?" Boudreaux said, "Dat's the state capitol". "And how long did it take y'all to build that?" Boudreaux said, "About three years." The Texan said, "We've got one in Austin that only took six months." Boudreaux had just about enough of this, you know. Then they drove past the Mississippi River Bridge. The Texan said, "How long did it take y'all to build that bridge?" Boudreaux said, "I don't know. It wasn't there this morning." . Flying Cajun Airlines Boudreaux and Pierre were flying Cajun Airlines. Pierre was flying da plane and Boudreaux was in da back foolin wit da cargo equipment an stuff. Da plane hit some turbulence an started bouncing aroun' an Pierre got knock unconscience. Den da plane start driftin. Boudreaux him come run up to da front an saw dat Pierre was sprawl out over da steerin wheel. Well, Boudreaux don know nuttin bout flyin an he start to get panaky. He grab da microphone and holla "May Day! May Day! Dis is Cajun Air Line 10210. Pierre, him knock unconscence an I don know nutin about flyin dis plane!" "Dis is da control tower," someone answer. "Don you worry bout nutin. We gona splain how fo you to land dis plane, step by step, ah gar-on-tee! Jus leave aryting ta us. Fus, how high are you an what's you position?"... Boudreaux thought a minute, den say, "I'm five foot ten an I'm all da way to da front of da plane." "No! No!", answer da tower. "What's you altitude an where's you location?" Boudreaux say, "Man, ah got a po attitude, an I'm from Thibodaux!" "No! No! No!" came an exasperated voice. "Ah needs to know how many feet you got off da groun an how you plane's in relation to da airport!" Boudreaux start to panic by dis time. He say, "Countin Pierre's an mine we got fo feet off da ground an I don bleve dis plane's related to you airport!" A long pause --- "We needs to know who you next of kin is and where to send da flowers!". A baby crawfish and its mother were walking along a ditch when the baby crawfish who had gone ahead, comes flying back down the ditch. The mother followed and asked, "What is the matter?" The baby crawfish answers, "Look that big thing right there." The mother says "Don't worry about that; it is just a cow." So they keep walking. Then the baby crawfish comes flying down again. The mother asked again, "What is the matter?" The baby says look at that thing right there. The mother says "That is just a dog; it will not hurt you," so they kept walking. Then suddenly the mother goes flying by the baby crawfish. The baby crawfish asked its mother what's wrong, and the mother said, "Run! That's a Cajun and they eat anything." One day, a Cajun died and went to hell. The devil was making his rounds and saw the Cajun over in the corner having a party. "Hey, you! said the devil. "You're not supposed to be having a good time in hell. After all, it's burning hot in here." "Oh," said the Cajun, "It's not that hot in here. It gets this hot in Louisiana in July." The devil left but was determined to make it uncomfortable for the Cajun, so he turned up the temperature even more. Later the devil passed back by the Cajun and saw him boiling crawfish and having an even better time. "Hey!" said the devil. "You stop that! You're not supposed to be enjoying yourself in here. This is hell and it's burning hot in here." "It's no big deal," said the Cajun. "It gets this hot in Louisiana in August." The devil left very angry at the Cajun and determined to make him uncomfortable. "Okay," said the devil. "If you like the heat, I'm going to make it cold", and then turned down the thermostat until it was freezing cold. When he went back to check on the Cajun, he saw from afar that the Cajun was jumping up and down in a frenzy, throwing up his hands, laughing and smiling. "This is really too much!! Why is he so happy?" As he got close to the Cajun, he heard him shout "The Saints won the SuperBowl!! The Saints won the SuperBowl!!". A Cajun went to a store looking for detergent. The store clerk asked if he had lot of clothing to wash. The Cajun said, "No, I need it to wash my dog." The clerk warned him: "It is strong. It will make the dog sick or even kill the dog." The Cajun kept it anyway and went to pay for it. One week later, the Cajun went back to buy beer. When he went to pay it, the clerk ask "How is your dog?" The Cajun said that the dog died. The clerk didn't wanted to be mean and say "I told you so," so he just asked what did it. The Cajun said, "I think it was the spin cycle. Emile was driving his pickumup truck down the levee pretty fast one day. A Louisiana State Trooper spotted Emile, and took off after him, but Emile just kept going faster and faster. The trooper turned his lights and siren on, but Emile just kept going. After about twenty miles, Emile ran out of gas, and had to stop. The trooper jumped out of his car yelling at Emile, "Why didn't you stop ? I know you saw me !" Emile replies, "Well, officer, I'm truly sorry for dat. But you see, a few years ago my wife, Marie, she ran off wid a state trooper, and when I saw you, I thought you was him tryin' to bring her back. So I was tryin' to get away fast. Den dare was da time dat Guidry boy went to da lumberyard, Fred Mills lumber yard and he said he wanted to buy some 4 by 2's and Mr. Fred say, "Well, we don't have any 4 by 2's",he say, "We have some 2 by 4's." And da Guidry boy say, "Well, my Popa's kinda particular, I better go check wit him." So he come back about an hour later and Mr. Fred say, "You figured out what you want?", "Yeah," Guidry said, "My Popa said since you outta dem 4 by 2's, he tink he can make dem 2 by 4's fit." "Well, okay," Mr. Fred say, "How long do you want them?" "Oh", Guidry say "He gonna need 'em awhile, he plan on building a house!" Arceneaux was driving trew Breaux Bridge late one night and da police pulled him over and went and tap on his window and he roll down da window and da policeman say, "Could I see your driver license?" so he show him his driver license. He said, "Mr. Arceneaux, you were speeding" and Arceneauxx said, "No sir , I wasn't." He said, "Mr. Arceneaux, you were speeding. Da speed limit trew town is 25 and you was doing 75". He said, "No sir, I wasn't speeding,"he say, "And I got me a witness". He said, "What do you mean, you got a witness?" He said, "I got my wife, she's in da car wit me." So he walk around to da other side of da car, he tap on da window and Ms. Arceneaux roll down da window. He say, "Ms. Arceneaux, was Mr. Arceneaux speeding?" She say, "Well, I don't know." She say, "I never pay no tention to him when he's drunk!. [ This one will help if know a little French.]. A few years ago, the School Board hired an American teacher, fresh out of college, to teach first grade at a little school way up the bayou. The new teacher was having a rough time, since her first graders spoke very little English (and, of course, she didn't speak French).She thought, "If only I could teach them to count to ten in English, I will have accomplished something," so with that in mind she began the lesson. "Class," she said, "say 'one.' The class responded, "One." "Very good, class," she said. "Now, say 'two.'" And they all left. [Explanation: "Say 'two'" in English sounds just like "C'est tout" in French. C'est tout means "That's all. Once a social worker had been given a referral about some children who were in some need, so she went out to make a home visit. It took her a while to find the house but finally she found the house way back in the marsh south of Gueydan. When she knocked on the front door, a little boy, about 12 years old opened the door. "Hello, young man, may I speak to your father." "My papa ain't here no more," the boy said. "About six months ago, he went crazy and dey took him to the crazy house in Pineville." "Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. Is your mother home?" "Mais no, about tree months ago, my mama went crazy, too, and dey took her to the crazy house in Pineville." The social worker was overcome with sympathy for the boy and asked, "Well, surely you don't live here by yourself." "Mais, no, my brother Toffele is in the back." "Well," asked the social worker, "can I talk to him?" "I don't tink so,"answered the boy. "My brother Toffele tinks he's a chicken." "I hate to say this," said the social worker, but don't you think your brother should go to Pineville to be treated, like your father and mother." "Mais no," exclaimed the boy, "we need dem eggs!". Early one morning, Tee Jean was walking along the bank of Bayou Que de Tortue behind his house. All of a sudden, he noticed that the family outhouse, located right on the bank, was tilting dangerously toward the bayou; the heavy downpour from the previous night had serious eroded the bank where the outhouse was located. Being a boy (and a pretty canaille one at that) and reasoning that the outhouse was beyond salvage, Tee Jean picked up a big stick and whacked the outhouse - really peléed it - and watched as the outhouse toppled over, fell into the bayou, and quickly sank under the muddy waters. A few hours later, Tee Jean's father came up to him and with anger in his voice asked, "Tee Jean, did you knock that outhouse into the bayou?" "Papa," the boy answered, "like George Washington, I cannot tell a lie. I did it." "Mais, Tee Jean, come with me maintenant to the woodshed. You are going to get the whipping of your life!" Tee Jean was shocked by this turn of events and said, "Papa, when George Washington told his papa that he had chopped down the cherry tree, his papa didn't give him a whipping." "Mais no, Tee Jean," said his father, "but George Washington's papa wasn't in that cherry tree when he cut it down, either. THIBODAUX & BOUDREAUX JOKES For Adults only Thibodueax came back from a 28 day hitch offshore. He had made him a big check. So Thibodeaux decided to go to Gulotta's in New Iberia and buy himself a brand new pair of patent leather boots. After buying the boots, Thibodeaux decided to go dancing at La Poussierre in Breaux Bridge to break in his new boots. At the dance Thibodeax asked Marie if she want to waltz. She said, "Mais yea, Thibodeaux." In the middle of dancing, Thibodeaux asked Marie, "You got some blue panties on?" Marie replied, "Yea, how you know dat?" Thibodeaux said, "Because I could see the reflection in my brand new patent leather boots." Thibodeaux then asked Claudette if she wanted to dance. She agreed. In the middle of dancing Thibodeaux asked, "You got some red panties on?" Claudette said, "Yea, how you know dat?" Thibodeaux said, "Because I could see the relection in my brand new pair of patent leather boots." Thibodeaux then asked Clotile if she wanted to dance. She agreed. In the middle of dancing Thibodeaux asked, "Clotile, you not wearing any panties, huh?" Clotile said, "Mais non, Thibodeaux." Thibodeaux caught his breath and said in relief, "Thank God, I thought I had a crack in my brand new pair of patent leather boots. Five cajuns were sitting around a campfire near the Atchafalaya Basin. They were "philosophizing" on what was the fastest thing in the world. Boudreaux said, "I think the fastest thing in the world is a thought because before you can think of it it's already thought." Thibodeaux said, "No, the fastest thing in the world is a blink beacause before you can think about it you blunk already." Alfonse said, "No, the fastest thing in the world is electricity because when you turn dat light switch on the electricity travels fast-fast and the lights come on before you know it." Ti-Boy said, "Ya'll all wrong, the fastest thing in the world is diarrhea." Everyone asked, "Diarrhea?" Ti-Boy said, "Yea, last night before I could think, blink, or turn on the lights I shit on myself." Boudreaux and Thibodaux was going to the desert to find some gold well. They walked till they found a place to rent camels. They had one camel left. The man who rented them said that there was a trick to this camel. They said that as long as they didn't have to walk they didn't care. Well the man said every 500 miles you had to stop and jack off the camel for it to keep going it didn't even need water. They went for 500 miles and the camel stopped Boudreaux got down and jacked it off. Next 500 miles they did the same thing. The next 500 miles they went to jack him off and he didn't do nothing. They tried jacking him offf again and still nothing. Thibodaux says what you want camel. The camel started making a sucking noise. By Bean head Boudreaux an Thibodaux were big "RAJUN CAJUN" ,USL football fans.They made all the games,but were getting tired of fighting the traffic and not being able to find their truck in the parking lot. So , the next Saturday nite when Boudreaux went to get Thibodaux he was riding a camel. Thibodaux said "where you goin on that camel Boo." Boudreaux said " we will ride this here camel to the game and tie it up by the front gate. That way when the game is over he will be right there an we won't spend all night looking for the truck". So Thibodaux climbed on and off to the game they went. When the game was over they came out and there was 12 camels tied up at the gate. Thibodaux said,"Mercy, How we gonna tell which camel is ours?" Boudreaux said,"I know", and walked over to the first camel, picked up his tail and looked, then he went to the next , and the next. Thibodaux said, "Boudreaux, "What are you doing?" Boudreaux said,"didn't you here that cop say,"Look at them 2 assholes on that camel when we rode in. Boudreaux and Thibodaux was at the Fourchon Beach one day and all the girls were around Boudreaux. "How you do it?", asked Thibodaux. "Well", said Boudreaux, "You go to Walmart and buy you one of them bikini bathing suits. Then go to Delchamps and buy you one of them Idaho potatoes." The next day Thibodaux went and buy the bathing suit and potato, put it on and went to the beach. "Oooh, all the girls are gonna love me.", thought Thibodaux. He walked down the beach and all the girls were laughing and laughing. When he got to the end of the beach, he met up with Boudreaux. "What happened?", Thibodaux asked, "I bought me the bathing suit and Idaho potato just like you said and all the girls are laughing at me." "Thibodaux", said Boudreaux, "You're supposed to put the potato in the front of your bathing suit not the back!. Gautraux was sitting on the bayou bank, fishing. Boudreaux walks up with a couple of boxes on his shoulder, and plops them down in the pirogue. Gautreaux said, " Mais Boudreaux, whare you goin wit dem box?" Boudreaux replied, " Dat's gator aid. Me, I'm gonna catch some gators." "You cain't ketch no gators wit dat. You crazy. Boudreaux answered, Oh yaah, you oughta come wid me." Gautreaux said, " No, I gonna stay an fish."A couple of hours later, Boudreaux came paddling back with three gators in the pirogue, and pulling three more. Gautreaux was surprised. The next day, same place, same time, Gautreaux fishing again....Boudreaux walks up with another box and throws in in the pirogue. Gautreaux asked, "OOOKay, whut you doin' this time?" Boudreaux says, "Got sum duck tape, gonna git me sum duck." "Dis time," says Gautreaux, I know you gotta be full of poo-poo. You cain't do dat." "Mais, sho I kin. Why you don cum go wit me." Gautreaux said, "No, I gonna stay here and fish." Later, Boudreaux paddles up to the bayou bank. Only his head is sticking out of the ducks in his boat. Gautreaux says, "Man, dat is sum surprise to me." The third day, same time. same place,up walks Boudreaux with a bundle of sticks on his shoulder. Gautreaux said, "Now whut inna world you gonna do wit dem stick?" Boudreaux replied, " Mais Chere, dem ain't no stick, dey pussy willow poles." Gautreaux stood up, threw his fishing pole in the bayou, and said, "Boudreaux, move you big butt ova. Today, Me, I'm gonna go witchu. Forrest Gump Goes to Heaven The day finally arrived; Forrest Gump died, and goes to Heaven. He is at the Pearly Gates, met by St. Peter himself. However, the gates are closed, and Forrest approaches the Gatekeeper. St. Peter said, "Well, Forrest, it is certainly good to see you. We have heard a lot about you. I must tell you, though, that the place is filling up fast, and we have been administering an entrance examination for everyone. The test is short, but you have to pass it, before you can get into Heaven." Forrest responds, "It shor is good, to be here, St. Peter, sir. But nobody ever told me, about any entrance exam. I shor hope that the Test ain't too hard, life was a big enough test, as it was." St. Peter continued to say, "Yes, I know, Forrest, but the test is only three questions. First: What two days of the week, begins with the letter T? Second: How many seconds, are there, in a year? Third: What is God's first name?" Forrest leaves to think the questions over. He returns the next day, and sees St. Peter, who waved him up, and said, "Now that you have had a chance to think the questions over, tell me your answers." Forrest replied, "Well, the first one -- which two days in the week, begins with the letter "T"? Shucks, that one is easy. That would be, Today and Tomorrow." The Saint's eyes opened wide, and he exclaimed, "Forrest, that is not what I was thinking, but you do have a point, and I guess, I did not specify, so I will give you credit, for that answer. How about the next one?" asked St. Peter. "How many seconds in a year? Now that one is harder," replied Forrest, but I thunk, and thunk, about that, and I guess the only answer, can be twelve." Astounded, St. Peter said, "Twelve? Twelve? Forrest, how in Heaven's name, could you come up, with twelve seconds in a year?" Forrest replied, "Shucks, there is got to be twelve: January 2nd, February 2nd, March 2nd. ! .." "Hold it," interrupts St. Peter. "I see where you are going with this, and I see your point, though that was not quite what I had in mind.....but I will have to give you credit, for that one, too. Let us go on, with the third, and final question. Can you tell me God's first name"? "Sure", Forrest replied, "its Andy." Andy?" exclaimed an exasperated, and frustrated St. Peter. "Ok, I can understand, how you came up, with your answers to my first two questions, but just how in the world, did you come up with, the name Andy, as the first name of God?" "Shucks, that was the easiest one of all," Forrest replied. "I learnt it from the song. .. "ANDY WALKS WITH ME, ANDY TALKS WITH ME, ANDY TELLS ME, I AM HIS OWN. . . " St. Peter opened the Pearly Gates, and said: "Run Forrest, run. Boudreaux and Gautreaux went to the Saturday night dance at the Jolly Inn. As usual, they consumed at least one beer per dance. Soon nature called, and they both went to the rest room to releave themselves. As they walked up to the urinals, Gautreaux pulled his hand out of his pocket. A quarter came out with it and fell in the urinal. Looking stricken, Gautreaux pulled out his wallet, and dropped a dollar bill in with the quarter. Then he reached in and pulled all the money out. Boudreaux said, "Mais Boo, whyina worl' you do dat?" Gautreaux smiled in a crooked beer way and replied, " shore you don tink I'm gonna put my hand in dare for no quarter. IT'S OVER! Dear Husband I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you for good. I've been a good woman to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you had quit your job today and that was the last straw. Last week, you came home and didn't notice that I had gotten my hair and nails done, cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new negligee. You came home and ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching the game. You don't tell me you love me anymore, you don't touch me or anything. Either you're cheating or you don't love me anymore, what ever the case is, I'm gone.!. P.S. If you're trying to find me, don't. Your BROTHER and I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life!!. Your EX-Wife. Dear Ex-Wife. Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true that you and I have been married for seven years, although a good woman is a far cry from what you've been. I watch sports so much to try to drown out your constant nagging. Too bad that doesn't work. I did notice when you cut off all of your hair last week, the first thing that came to mind was "You look just like a man!" My mother raised me to not say anything if you can't say anything nice. When you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY BROTHER, because I stopped eating pork seven years ago. I went to sleep on you when you had on that new negligee because the price tag was still on it. I prayed that it was a coincidence that my brother had just borrowed fifty dollars from me that morning and your negligee was $49.99. After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could work it out. So when I discovered that I had hit the lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and bought us two tickets to Jamaica. But when I got home you were gone. Everything happens for a reason I guess. I hope you have the filling life you always wanted. My lawyer said with your letter that you wrote, you won't get a dime from me. So take care. P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carl, my brother was born Carla. I hope that's not a problem. Signed Rich As Hell and Free! The Washcloth! There is not a woman who won't crack up over this! I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week, when I received a call from the doctor's office telling me I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and I didn't have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in "that area". I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was some place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?" I didn't respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went about a normal day ... some shopping, cleaning, cooking, etc. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, "Mommy, where is my washcloth?" I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it." Joe Bob the Cajun . This one is for all my good Catholic friends, as well as my protestant ones....... Joe Bob, a Cajun highlander from Rapides Parish in central Louisiana, was an older,single gentleman who was born and raised a Baptist, living in South Louisiana. Each Friday night after work, he would fire up his outdoor grill and cook a venison steak. Now, all of Joe Bob's neighbors were Catholic...and since it was Lent, they were forbidden from eating meat on Fridays. The delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks was causing such a problem for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their priest. The priest came to visit Joe Bob,and suggested that Joe convert to Catholicism. After several classes and much study, Joe attended Mass... and as the priest sprinkled holy water over Joe, he said, "You were born a Baptist and raised a Baptist, but now you are Catholic." Joe's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived, and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood once again. The priest was called immediately by the neighbors and, as he rushed into Joe's yard,clutching a rosary and prepared to scold Joe Bob, he stopped in amazement and watched. There stood Joe Bob, holding a small bottle of water which he carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat, and chanted: "You were born a deer and raised a deer, but now you are a catfish. Bubba and Junior Bubba and Junior were standing at the base of a flagpole, looking up. A blonde lady walked by and asked what they were doing. "We're supposed to find the height of the flagpole," said Bubba, "but we don't have a ladder." The woman took a wrench from her purse, loosened a few bolts, and laid the pole down. Then she took a tape measure from her pocket, took a measurement and an nounced, "Eighteen feet, six inches," and walked away. Junior shook his head and laughed. "Ain't that just like a dumb blonde ? We ask for the height, and she gives us the length." Bubba and Junior are currently supervising the reconstruction of New Orleans. AU REVOIR MES AMIS (Good Bye My Friends)
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux. Boudreaux and Thibodeaux are sitting at the Spunky Monkey, drinking beer. Thibodeaux turns to Boudreaux and says, 'Man, you know, I'm tired of going tru life wit'out a education. Tomorrow I tink I'll go down the bayou to the community college and git me some classes.' Boudreaux says 'Why Thibodeaux, das a good idea.' The next day Thibodeaux gets in his piroque and goes down to the college and meets the dean of admissions, who signs him up for the four basic classes: Math, English, History, and Logic. Logic?' Thibodeaux says. 'Wha's dat?' The dean says, 'I'll show you. Do you own a weed eater?' 'Why sho,' replies Thibodeaux 'Then logically, because you own a weed eater, I think that you would have a yard.' 'Das true, I do have some land on da bayou.' 'I'm not done,' the dean says. 'Because you have a yard, I think logically that you would have a house.' 'Mah, yes, I do have a house.' 'And because you have a house, I think that you might logically have a family.' 'Mah, yes I have a family, too.' 'I'm not done yet. Because you have a family, then logically you must have a wife.' 'Yes, I do have a wife.' 'And because you have a wife, then logically you must be a heterosexual.' 'A hetero what?' Thibodeaux asks. The dean explains the term to Thibodeaux and he says 'Why, yes, I am a heterosexual. Das amazing, you were able to find out all dat because I have a weed eater.' Excited to take the class now, Thibodeaux shakes the dean's hand and leaves to go meet Boudreaux at the Spunky Monkey. He tells Boudreaux about his classes, how he is signed up for Math, English, History, and Logic. 'Logic?' Boudreaux says, 'Wha's dat?' Thibodeaux says, 'I'll show you. Do you have a weed eater?' 'Mah, no.' 'Then you're a queer.'
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