Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were driving down the levee the other day engaging in their favorite pastime, drinking beer. As they rounded a turn, they saw a State Police roadblock ahead, and Thibodeaux says, "Boudreaux, if dem Troopers see us wid dis beer, dey gonna bust us."
Boudreaux tells him, "Don't worry Thib, we'll just pull over right here, finish our beers, peel de labels off de bottles, and stick dem on our foreheads, and throw de empty bottles in de ditch. Dey ain't gonna know nuttin' ." Thibodeaux says, "Mais what dat's gonna do ?"
Boudreaux tells him, "You jus' be quiet, an' let me do de talkin' ." When they drive up to the roadblock, the first thing the Trooper asks is, "Have you fellas been drinking ?" Boudreaux, pointing to his forehead, replies, "Oh, no sir. We used to do dat, but now we on de patch !"
Ol Boudreaux is some more smart a while. Lamon, you stay dry now.
Andy
so far no problems with the weather, in fact the sky is blue for the time being. Getting ready to put fresh tuna steaks on the pit.
Sounds like the bite is on. Save a slab for dem boys from up the levee.
