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Thibodeaux: Boudreaux, did you get the parrot I sent you for your birthday? Boudreaux: Yes, it was good!
Thibodeaux: You ate the bird!
Boudreaux: Of Course I ate it.
Thibodeaux: That bird spoke five different languages!
Boudreaux: Then he should have said something.
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Thibodeaux: Boudreaux, What's the score?
Boudreaux: Seven to Ten.
Thibodeaux: Who's winning?
Boudreaux: The ten.
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When Boudreaux got home yesterday, Clotile ran out to him saying, "The car got water in the carburetor!" "How you know that, you?" "Cause it's parked in the Bayou!"
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One day Boudreaux and Thibodeaux went to a job interview, da boss came out of his office and gave them a test. Well, it took about two hours to finish the test. The boss picked them up and graded them. When he finished, he came back out of his office and said, "Ya'll both did very well and passed the test. In fact ya'll scored the same grade." Then he told Boudreaux he got the job. All of a sudden Thibodeaux jumped up and said, "Well wait, if we both scored the same grade, them why does Boudreaux get the job?" Then the boss said, "Well because of your answers, for example, on number 25, Boudreaux wrote, 'I don't know,' and you wrote, 'me either.'"
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Boudreaux told Thibodeaux he was having trouble selling his truck, with 200,000 miles on it, for $1,500. Thibodeaux advised him to set the odometer back to 50,000 miles to make it easier to sell. A few days later Thibodeaux asked Boudreaux if he had sold his truck. "No," replied Boudreaux, "I decided to keep it. It has only 50,000 miles on it."
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Boudreaux and Thibodeaux went hunting and got lost in the woods.
When Boudreaux began lamenting their fate, Thibodeaux said, "You know, I heard that the best thing to do if you get lost is to fire three shots in the air."
So they did that, and waited a while. When no rescue party showed up, they fired three more shots in the air.
Finally, when there was still no response, Thibodeaux said, "Well, I guess we better fire three more shots."
"OK, if you say so," said Boudreaux. "But somebody better come soon-- we're about out of arrows!"
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Dare was da time Boudreaux was having trouble sleeping at night. Boudreaux wrote a letter to the Internal Revenue Service. He put, "Dear Internal Revenue Service, For da tax year 1993 I underpaid my federal income tax and ain't been able to sleep well since. Enclosed is a check for $200.00. Signed, Yours in Good Government, Boudreaux". And he put at the bottom, "Mais, P.S. If I don't sleep better tonight, I'm gonna send you da rest."
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Boudreaux was sitting in the City Bar in Maurice, La. one Saturday night, and had several beers under his belt. After a while, he looks at the guy sitting next to him, and asks him, "Hey, you wanna hear a good Aggie joke, you?
The big guy replies, "Let me tell you something. I'm an oilfield roughneck, I weigh 270 pounds, and I don't like Cajuns. My buddy here is a pro football player, weighs 300 pounds, and he doesn't like Cajuns either. His friend on his other side, is a professional wrestler, weighs 320 pounds, always has a chip on his shoulder, and he likes Cajuns even less than we do, and we are all Aggies. Do you really want to tell us an Aggie joke ?
" Boudreaux, all 150 pounds of Cajun attitude, tells him, "Well, I guess not. After all I don't want to have to explain it three times !"
Thibodeaux: Boudreaux, did you get the parrot I sent you for your birthday? Boudreaux: Yes, it was good!
Thibodeaux: You ate the bird!
Boudreaux: Of Course I ate it.
Thibodeaux: That bird spoke five different languages!
Boudreaux: Then he should have said something.
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Thibodeaux: Boudreaux, What's the score?
Boudreaux: Seven to Ten.
Thibodeaux: Who's winning?
Boudreaux: The ten.
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When Boudreaux got home yesterday, Clotile ran out to him saying, "The car got water in the carburetor!" "How you know that, you?" "Cause it's parked in the Bayou!"
***********************************************************************************
One day Boudreaux and Thibodeaux went to a job interview, da boss came out of his office and gave them a test. Well, it took about two hours to finish the test. The boss picked them up and graded them. When he finished, he came back out of his office and said, "Ya'll both did very well and passed the test. In fact ya'll scored the same grade." Then he told Boudreaux he got the job. All of a sudden Thibodeaux jumped up and said, "Well wait, if we both scored the same grade, them why does Boudreaux get the job?" Then the boss said, "Well because of your answers, for example, on number 25, Boudreaux wrote, 'I don't know,' and you wrote, 'me either.'"
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Boudreaux told Thibodeaux he was having trouble selling his truck, with 200,000 miles on it, for $1,500. Thibodeaux advised him to set the odometer back to 50,000 miles to make it easier to sell. A few days later Thibodeaux asked Boudreaux if he had sold his truck. "No," replied Boudreaux, "I decided to keep it. It has only 50,000 miles on it."
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Boudreaux and Thibodeaux went hunting and got lost in the woods.
When Boudreaux began lamenting their fate, Thibodeaux said, "You know, I heard that the best thing to do if you get lost is to fire three shots in the air."
So they did that, and waited a while. When no rescue party showed up, they fired three more shots in the air.
Finally, when there was still no response, Thibodeaux said, "Well, I guess we better fire three more shots."
"OK, if you say so," said Boudreaux. "But somebody better come soon-- we're about out of arrows!"
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Dare was da time Boudreaux was having trouble sleeping at night. Boudreaux wrote a letter to the Internal Revenue Service. He put, "Dear Internal Revenue Service, For da tax year 1993 I underpaid my federal income tax and ain't been able to sleep well since. Enclosed is a check for $200.00. Signed, Yours in Good Government, Boudreaux". And he put at the bottom, "Mais, P.S. If I don't sleep better tonight, I'm gonna send you da rest."
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Boudreaux was sitting in the City Bar in Maurice, La. one Saturday night, and had several beers under his belt. After a while, he looks at the guy sitting next to him, and asks him, "Hey, you wanna hear a good Aggie joke, you?
The big guy replies, "Let me tell you something. I'm an oilfield roughneck, I weigh 270 pounds, and I don't like Cajuns. My buddy here is a pro football player, weighs 300 pounds, and he doesn't like Cajuns either. His friend on his other side, is a professional wrestler, weighs 320 pounds, always has a chip on his shoulder, and he likes Cajuns even less than we do, and we are all Aggies. Do you really want to tell us an Aggie joke ?
" Boudreaux, all 150 pounds of Cajun attitude, tells him, "Well, I guess not. After all I don't want to have to explain it three times !"
