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Date: Mon, 12 Jul 1999 15:41:37 -0400 (EDT)
From: Quee Beck
Subject: BLAGUES-L: Cajun jokes

Date: Mon, 28 Jul 1997 22:50:31 -0500 (CDT)
From: Willis Ray

Boudreaux went shopping at Acadiana Mall in Lafayette. 

Soon after he got there, he ran to find a security guard. 

"Officer, officer, you gotta help me. I done lock my keys in my car."

"Well, which car is it?"

"It's that convertable over there. The top's down and it looks like it's
going to rain and I don't want my wife to drown."


Boudreaux and his wife were driving back home after a weekend on the
bayou. As they were on the interstate, a state trooper pulled them over.

The trooper walked to Boudreaux's truck and said, "Sir, do you realize
that you were going 90 mph in a 65 mph zone?"

"Mais, non, that can't be true. Me, I don't never speed. Not in my whole
life, non."

"Well, sir," the trooper said. "That's what the radar gun said."

"Me, I don't care, no," Boudreux said. "I tole you, I don't speed. You can
axe my wife." He was near tears by now.

"Well, ma'am," the trooper said. "Is it true that your husband doesn't

"Oh, officer," Mrs. Boudreaux said. "After he been drinking all day, me, I
don't pay him no mind."


Boudreaux and Thibodaux left early one morning to go fishing. They rented
a boat and fished for hours with little success. Toward the end of the
day, however, they got into a whole nest of sac-a-lait (crappie). They put
more than 50 of the big milky-white fish into the boat in less than an

Mais, Thibodaux, we got to mark this spot, yeah, and come back tomorrow."

So Thibodaux reached into his tackle box and pulled out a big black
marker. He reached over the side of the boat and put a big X there.

"Mais, cuyon," Boudreaux said. "How you know we gonna get the same boat


Boudreaux was feeling frisky and stopped at Wal-Mart on the way home and
bought his wife a little white silk nightie.

He gave it to Mrs. Bourdreax when he got home and she admired it and took
it into the bathroom with her right before they went to bed. After taking
her bath, she decided that she was going to give Boudreaux a thrill and go
into the bedroom wearing nothing.

"How you like dis?" she asked Boudreaux, who was lying in bed in the
darkened room.

"Mais, it's ok, but next time maybe you can iron it first."


Maw-maw and Paw-paw celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. They had a
big party with all of the kids and grandkids and great grandkids and all
kinds of other friends and relatives.

After the party was over, Paw-paw was sitting on the bed getting ready to
turn in. Maw-maw, who was in the bathroom, said, "Cher, you remember what
we was doing 50 years ago tonight?"

"Oh, mais, yeah," Paw-paw said. "You was so nervous, but finally you come
and sit down next to me on the bed." Maw-maw came out of the bedroom and
sat down next to Paw-paw.

"And, then, cher," Maw-maw said. "I remember that I put my arms around you
like dis." And she did so. "Then I remember dat you started nibbling on my
ear and, ooo, I like dat."

At this, Paw-paw jumped up off the bed.

"Mais, where you going, cher?" Maw-maw asked.

"To get my teeth."


Boudreaux and Thibodaux went deer hunting and toward the end of the day
realized they didn't know where they were. They walked around a while, but
didn't see anything familiar.

Finally, Boudreaux said to Thibodaux, "You go in dat little clearing dere
and fire up a shot. Maybe somebody see it and come rescue us."

So Thibodaux did. And they waited. And waited. And the sun kept sinking
lower and lower. Finally, Boudreaux told Thibodaux to go to the clearing
and fire another shot. So Thibodaux did. And they waited. And waited. And
the sun sank lower and lower. So Boudreaux told Thibodaux to go fire yet
another shot from the clearing.

"Well, ok," Thibodaux said. "But dis is de last one. Me, I'm running out
of arrows."

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