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#1 Cajun Jokes (Staring Boudreaux and Thibodaux)

Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 8:05 am
by Dark Silver
So I figured I'd share some local humor from back home (using the accent)
Crawfish Recipe wrote: How to Eat Crawfish (A good recipe)
Took yaself a pirogue down de bayou a ways an' caught youself abot t'irty pounds o' dem crawfish. Dis will took abot six beers.

Den took dem crawfish home and t'rowem in ya rainbarrel or udder clean water an' add a box a rock salt.

Let 'em soak for 'bout one mo' beer.

While dem crawfish is purging, start yur boil pot on de cook fire. Throw in de spice, de whole onion, de corn an' de new potatoes an' let dem boil for one beer.

Den trow in de crawfish wit two box o' rock salt, tree or two cut lemons, mo' spice an de cayanne pepper. Let all dat boil up real good fo' 'bout two mo' beers.

Puts dat ole newspaper on de table and warm de bread.

When de crawfish is done, pour out de water. Den dump out de crawfish on de table, an set out de bread.

Den set down fo'a Cajun seven course meal - six beers and a pile o' crawfish.
A Cajun mother's letter to her son wrote: Dear Boudreaux,

Ahem writin' dis letter slow cause I know day you can't read fas'.

We don't live where we did when you left. Your papa read in de paper dat mos'accidents happen wit'in 20 miles from de house. So we moved.

I won't be able to send you de address cause de family dat lived here before took de numbers w'eet dem to deir next house so dat dey wouldn't have to change deir address.

Our new house even has a washing machine. de firs'day I put 4 shirts in eet pulled de chain and haven't seen dem since.

Eet only rained twice dis week, tree days de firs' time and fo' days de second time.

As fo' de coat you wanted me to send to you, your Aunt said eet would be a leetle too heavy to send in de mail wit' de heavy buttons. We cut dem off and placed dem in de coat pocket.

About your fader, he has a lovely new job. He has more den 500 men under heem. He is cutting de grass at de cemetery.

Your sister, she has a baby dis morning. I don't know yet eef eet's a boy or girl. So I don't know eef you are a uncle or an aunt.

Tree of your frien's went off de bridge in a pickup truck. Tee, waz de driver. De udder two were in de back. Tee got out, by rolling down de window and he swam to de bank. De udder two drowned because dey couldn't get de tailgate down.

Uncle Felix fell in de whiskey vat. Some men tried to get him out mais he fought them off. He drowned. We cremated his body and eet burned for tree days.

Not much mo' news dan dis.

Love,
Mom

P.S. I waz gonna send you some money mais de envelope waz alrady sealed.
Boudreaux and his wife Marie were walking true de town square de udder day, when dey spotted a wishing well.

Boudreaux t'rows a penny down de well and makes a wish.

Marie decides to try eet too. She leaned over to trow her penny in; mais fell into de well, and drowned.

Boudreaux looked into the well an' shouted "Mon Dieux! Eet works!!"
Boudreaux got pulled over by a state trooper because Boudreaux had been weaving in and out of de traffic lanes.

He went up to Boudreaux's window and said, "Sir, I need you to blow into this breathalyzer tube."

Boudreaux says, "Sorry officer, I can't do dat no! I am an asthmatic; if I do dat I'll have a really bad asthma attack."

"Okay, fine; den ah needya to come down to de station to give a blood sample."

Boudreaux responded, "I can't do day eider. I'm a hemophiliac. If'n I do dat, I'll bleed to death."

"Well den, we need a urine sample."

Again Boudreaux replied, "I'ms orry officer, I can't do dat eider. I'm also a diabetic; if I do dat, I'll get really low blood sugar."

"Alrat den, I need you to come out here and walk dis white line."

Again, Boudreaux said, "I can't do dat eider officer."

De policeman says, "Why not?"

Boudreaux replies, "Mai, because I'm drunk!"

#2

Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 8:58 am
by LadyTevar
The "Letter to her son" is even worse than a similar one I saw labelled "Hillbilly" ... so that's saying a lot.