From one of my Cajun friends in Louisiana.
Only in Louisiana where most everyone has a good sense of humor.
"Visit Louisiana - Come as You Are - Leave Different!"
CAJUN JOKES
Thibodeaux called the airlines information desk and inquired, "How long does it take to fly from Baton Rouge to New Orleans ?" " Just a minute," said the busy clerk. "Well, said Thibodeaux, "If it has to go dat fast, I tink I'll just take da bus."
----- The judge had just awarded a divorce to Boudreaux's wife, who had charged non-support. He said to Boudreaux, "I have decided to give your wife $400 a month for support." "Well, dat's fine, Judge," said Boudreaux. "And once in a while I'll try to chip in a few bucks, myself."
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Fontenot asked Boudreaux, "Do ya know da difference between a Cajun and a canoe?" "No, I don't," said Boudreaux "A canoe will sometimes tip," explained Fontenot.
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Boudreaux is so cheap that after his airplane landed safely he grumbled, "Well, der goes five dollars down da drain for dat flight insurance!"
---- Boudreaux died. So Marie went to the local paper to put a notice in the obituaries. The gentleman at the counter, after offering his condolences, asked Marie what he would like to say about Boudreaux. Marie replied, "You just put 'Boudreaux died." The gentleman, somewhat perplexed, said, "That's it? Just 'Boudreaux died'? Surely, there must be something more you'd like to say about Boudreaux. If it's money you're concerned about, the first five words are free. We must say something more." So Marie pondered for a few minutes and finally said, "OK. You put, 'Boudreaux died. Boat for sale."
----- Boudreaux and Fontenot were on their very first train ride. They had brought along bananas for lunch. Just as they began to peel them, the train entered a long, dark tunnel. "Have you eaten your banana yet," Boudreaux asked excitedly? "No," replied Fontenot. "Well, don't touch it den," Boudreaux exclaimed. "I just took one bite and went blind!"
---- Boudreaux bought his wife Marie a piano for her birthday. A few weeks later, Fontenot inquired how she was doing with it. "Oh," said Boudreaux, "I persuaded her to switch to a clarinet." "How come?," asked Fontenot. "Well," Boudreaux answered, "because with a clarinet she can't sing." ---- Boudreaux asks a store clerk, 'In what aisle could I find the boudin?' The clerk looks at him and says, 'Are you Cajun?' Boudreaux (clearly offended) says, 'Well, yes I am. But let me ask you something. If I had asked for Italian sausage, would you ask me if I was Italian? Or if I had a asked for German Bratwurst, would you ask me if I was German? Or if I asked for a kosher hot dog, would you ask me if I was Jewish? Or if I had asked for a taco, would you ask if I was Mexican?' 'If I asked for some Irish whiskey, would you ask if I was Irish?'
The clerk says, 'Well, no, I probably wouldn't!'
With deep self-righteous indignation, Boudreaux says, 'Well then, why did you ask me if I'm Cajun because I asked for boudin?' The clerk replied, "Well, it's because you're in Home Depot!"