Funny Cajun Joke

[kevin nicholls]

Boudreaux was working off shore and got an emergency call from Thibodeaux. He said ''Boudreaux you need to come home fast''
He got on the first crew boat to get back home. Thibodeaux and his family were waiting at the dock.
Thibodeaux said ''Boudreaux I have some bad news. Your wife, she fall off in da bayou and she drown''
Boudreaux cried ''no, say it not true''
Thibodeaux said ''I'm sorry but it's true. By the time we got her out da bayou, she had 14 blue crabs on her. If it's ok with you, we gonna runner again tonight''

[cehorn]

Sorry for no accent while typing, Im not good at cajun.

Boudreaux, Thibodeaux and Cletus used to be best friends. They did everting together from work to drinking after work to fishing on the weekends, all 3 were always together. One Monday morning Cletus didn't show up to work and the boss man asked Boudreaux and Thibodeaux where he was. They didn't know and started to worry so they called his house and no answer. By noon they were really worried so they went down to the sheriff's office at lunch to file a report. When they got there the sheriff said there was a bad car accident this morning and he thought Cletus had died but the face was so mutilated he couldn't tell for sure. Given Cletus didn't have any teeth they couldn't check dental records either.

Boudreaux and Thibodeaux looked at each other and at the same time told the sheriff they could tell him whether the person was or wasn't Cletus. Again the sheriff warned them that his face was unrecognizable but they swore up and down they could help. So finally the sheriff agreed and took them back to the coroner. The coroner unveiled the body's face and both Boudreaux and Thibodeaux threw up right there it was so bad. They finally collected themselves and told the coroner they don't recognize the man by his face but to roll the body over as they needed to look at his back side to tell for sure. The sheriff and coroner both argued but finally relented and rolled ole Cletus over. They both looked the body's backside up and down from all angles inspecting very closely and finally both Boudreaux and Thibodeaux looked at each other and smiled in relief and told the sheriff it wasn't Cletus. The sheriff in disbelief asked them how they know for sure, especially from the back side. At the same time they both said "Oh that's an easy one. You see every time we went anywhere with ole Cletus, we all went together whether it was work, the bar after work, fishing on the weekend or anywhere else. We was always all 3 together and you see anytime we walked into a room everyone always said, "Oh look, there's Cletus with those 2 *******s again!!". And you can clearly see this man right here, he only got 1 ******* so it can't be Cletus."

[Froggy]

Thibodeaux was rowing down the bayou in his pirogue trying to get his cigarette lit but his lighter wouldn't work. He got mad and threw it in the water. He came around a bend a saw Boudreaux up on the bank fishing.

"Hey Boudreaux, ya got a light." "Ya may frien, I gots a light." Thibodeaux pulled up on the bank and Boudreaux pulled out a huge lighter and lit his cigarette. "Hey Boudreaux where you get dat big lighter." Boudreaux says, "you gonna tink I'm crazy but if you go on up da bayou deres a oil drum up on da bank dat a genie lives in. Dere's a stick laying dere. Tap on da drum tree times and dat genie will grant ya one wish."

Sure enough Thibodeaux finds the drum and taps on it three times. The Genie pops up and says "ya get one wish." Thibodeaux says, "I wish I had a million bucks." Suddenly there were a million ducks bombarding him, flying everywhere.

Thibodeaux gets mad and taps three times on the barrel. The Genie pops up and says, "I told you only one wish." Back in the barrel he went.

Thibodeaux's mad now and rows back down the bayou to Boudreaux and tells him "dat Genie got confused. I asked him for a million bucks and he gave me a million ducks."

Boudreaux replied, "how ya tinks I got dis 12 inch Bic.

[dbaio1]

Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were talking about their married lives one day, and it seems that Thibodeaux was quite henpecked by Clotile. So Boudreaux, being the good friend he was, told Thibodeaux that he should assert himself more, and show Clotile that he is the boss. Thibodeaux decides to give it a try.
He went home, walked in slamming the door, shook his fist in Clotile's face, and growled, "Clotile, from now on, I'm da boss aroun' here, and you're gonna do what I say. I wants my supper, right now. And after you put supper on da table, go upstairs and get me out some clean clothes, 'cause I'm goin' out wit da guys tonight, and I don't wants no static from you! And another ting, you gonna stay home where you belong! And while we at it, who you tink is gonna tie my tie for me?"
Clotile replies quietly, "Da way you acting, it's probably gonna be da mortician . . . "

[Voodoo]

I just experienced something bizarre, as I read each of these fine jokes to myself, the voice in my head was Justin Wilson.

[Sackett]

The Police Chief in Abbeville, Louisiana called up Boudreaux, a small town policeman in nearby Erath, Louisiana. He asked Boudreaux if he could come in and talk about some undercover investigative work he wanted him to do.

When Boudreaux arrived the Chief told him, “Boudreaux, we have reports of an illegal cock fightin’ ring operating right undah our noses in Abbeville. None of my policemen have been successful in finding where these cock fights are taking place and shutting the operation down. I need an out-of-town officer like you that no one will recognize to go undercover and see if you can help bring these people to justice. Find out where these fights are taking place, go to the fights tonight and report your findings back to me tomorrow.”

So Boudreaux made a few calls, found out where the cock fighting was taking place, dressed in street clothes and headed out to the location that night. He watched the fights and took careful notes.

The next morning he reported back to the Police Chief. “Chief, Deys tree groups involved in da cock fights. De Texas ATM Aggies. De Cajuns, and de Mafia,” said Boudreaux proudly, looking around at the other policemen present with that cocky “I’m better than you” glean in his eyes.

“We have been trying to crack this ring for 3 months Boudreaux. How did you figure it out in one night?” exclaimed the Chief.

“Well, it was really quite simple Chief. I knew dem Aggies wuz involved when someone entered a duck in da cock fight.

And I knew de Cajuns wuz involved when someone bet on de duck.

And I nu fo shor tha Mafia was involved when de duck won.”