Boudreaux and Thibodeaux get a pilot to fly them to Canada to hunt moose. They bag six of them. As the two Cajuns start loading the plane for the return trip, the pilot says, "The plane can only take four of those."
The two Cajuns object strongly. "Last year we shot six and the pilot let us put them all on board; he had the same plane as yours!"
Reluctantly, the pilot gives in and all six are loaded. However, even with full power, the little plane can't handle the load and down it goes and crashes in the middle of nowhere.
A few moments later, climbing out of the wreckage, Boudreaux asks Thibodeaux, "Any idea where we are?"
"I think we're pretty close to where we crashed last year," says Thibodeaux.
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux's railroad tie.
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were walking through the woods one day when they came upon this big hole in the ground.
"Wow, look at this hole!" said Thibodeaux. "I can't even see the bottom."
"I wonder how deep it is," said Boudreaux.
"I don't know, but I know a way we can find out," said Thibodeaux. "Here, let's throw this stick down there and count how long it takes to hit the bottom."
So, Thibodeaux picks up the stick and throws it into the hole. As it falls, they both count,"One...Two...Three...Four...Five..." But they never hear it hit bottom.
Boudreaux says:"Well we just need something bigger, like that rock over there," as he points at a rock. "Here help me pick it up."
They both pick up the rock and throw it in. Once again, they count,"One...Two...Three...Four...Five..." But they never hear it hit the bottom of the hole.
"Well," says Thibodeaux,"that hole must be really deep. We're gonna need something really big to throw down there."
"How about this railroad tie?" says Boudreaux while pointing at a railroad tie lying on the ground.
"That's perfect," says Thibodeaux. "Help me throw it in."
So they pick up the railroad tie and throw it in, once again, counting,"One...Two...Thr-" As they get to three, a goat flies by them, straight down the hole.
"Did you see that crazy goat? He just jumped into that hole," said Boudreaux.
At that moment, Mr. Jim comes by and sees the boys. He asks,"What are you boys up to?"
"Well, we was just throwing things down this hole to see how deep it is when this crazy goat comes by and jumps straight down the hole!" says Thibodeaux.
To which Mr. Jim replies: "Well, at least I know it wasn't my goat. I always keep him tied up to a railroad tie."
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux worked together and both were laid off, so they went to the unemployment office.
When asked his occupation, Boudreaux answered, "Panty Stitcher. I sew da elastic onto ladies' cotton panties."
The clerk looked up Panty Stitcher. Finding it classified as unskilled labor, she gave him $300 a week unemployment pay.
Thibodeaux was asked his occupation. "Diesel Fitter," he replied. Since diesel fitter was a skilled job, the clerk gave Thibodeaux $600 a week.
When Boudreaux found out he was furious. He stormed back into the office to find out why his friend and coworker was collecting double his pay.
The clerk explained, "Panty stitchers are unskilled and diesel fitters are skilled labor."
"What SKILL?" yelled Boudreaux. "I sew the elastic on da panties, Thibodeaux puts dem over his head and says: "Yeah, diesel fitter."
Classic Cajun joke my grandpa told me.
So Boudreaux and Thibodeaux are heading to the bayou to check the trot lines. Boudreaux hooks his truck to his boat trailer and connects the trailer lights.
He says, "Thibodeaux, Check to see if my brake lights are working!"
As Boudreaux presses the brakes, Thibodeaux says, "Yea, they workin!"
Boudreaux turns on the right blinker and says, "Alright how about my blinkers?"
Thibodeaux says, "Yes, no, yes, no, yes!"
An old Cajun joke you may have heard before
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were driving around one Saturday, and everywhere they passed, people would wave and holler, "Hey, Boudreaux !" After a while, this started aggravating Thibodeaux, who asked, "Boudreaux, is der anybody dat doesn't know you ?" Boudreaux tells him, "Well, no, I tink just about everybody knows Boudreaux." Thibodeaux says, "I bet de Governor don't know you." Boudreaux says, "Well let's take a ride to Baton Rouge, and see." When they drive by the state capitol, they see the governor getting into his limo, and he spots Boudreaux, and yells, "Hey Boudreaux. How you been, my friend ?"
Thibodeaux is amazed. He says, "Well dat was nuttin. I'll bet de president don't know you." A couple of weeks later, it just so happens that they were in Washington, D.C. (Lord knows why), and when they drove past the White House, naturally, the Pres. was walking around in the front yard, saw them pass by and hollered, "Hey Boudreaux, how you and Marie been ? Long time no see !" Thibodeaux is flabbergasted, and says, "Well dat's de ultimate. I know nobody more important den dat knows you !"
Several weeks go by, and for some unknown reason, they end up in Rome, where Boudreaux tells Thibodeaux, "Oh yeh, by de way, de Pope knows me, too." Thibodeaux tells him, "Boudreaux, now I knows dat you full of it. I know de Pope don't know you." Boudreaux tells him that he'll be right back, and walked right into the Vatican. A few minutes later, two men appear on the second floor balcony, waving to the crowd. A man standing next to Thibodeaux asks him, "Excuse me, I know that's Boudreaux up there on the right, but who is that man in the white robe standing next to him ?"
[Long] boudreaux and thibodeaux were a pair of good old country boys.
Boudreaux grew up to be a baptist pastor and thibodeaux became a catholic priest. These good friends even had their churches right across the street from each other.
Well one day boudreaux was putting a sign in his church yard and that thibodeaux was putting up the exact same one. The both said "Turn now or perish."
Right then then a car drove by and the driver flipped them both the bird and yelled "Get a life you freaks." Followed by a big splash off water.
Boudreaux looks up and says "Hey Thibodeaux ya think we should change the sign to bridge out."
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux find a well
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were walking through the woods one day when they come across a well.
Boudreaux said, "ey thiboudeaux how deep you tink dis well be." Thiboudeaux replies "I donno dere boudreaux les fine out."
So the two begin throwing things down the well and cannot hear or see the things hitting the bottom. Then boudreaux spots an old train tire laying near the bushes.
"Hey thibodeaux I gots me an idere help me move dis here train tir"
So they throw the train tire down the well not two seconds later a goat runs out from the bushes straight for them then jumps in the well.
"WHOA! Boudreaux you see dat crazy goat?"
Before Boudreaux can respond there buddy Monroe walks from the bushes "hey did you fellas happen to see ma goat?"
Boudreaux says "I don know if we saw your goat but we jus saw a goat jus jump into dat well."
Monroe replies "Oh well that couldn't have been my goat. My goat is tied to a train tire on a 20 foot leash."
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux are sitting on the back porch one evening.
Thibodeaux hands Boudreaux a bottle of homemade bayou whiskey and says, "Boudreaux, I want you to have this bottle of whiskey as a gift from me to you."
Boudreaux thanks Thibodeaux and takes a swig out of the bottle.
Upon tasting the whiskey, Boureaux turns to Thibodeaux and says, "You know Thibodeaux, I do believe that the whiskey in this here bottle is perfect and could not be any better."
Thibodeaux in surprise, and somewhat agitation, snaps back and says, "What d' ya mean that whiskey is perfect? How's dat possible?"
After taking another sip out of the bottle, Boudreaux explains, "Well, if this whiskey had been any worse, I couldn't have drank it. But if this whiskey had been any better, you wouldn't have given it to me."
Ballerina (A Boudreaux and Thibodeaux joke)
An extremely large, muscular woman, wearing a sleeveless sundress, walked into a bar.
She raised her right arm, revealing a huge, hairy armpit and pointed to all the men sitting at the bar and asked,
"Which of you men will buy a lady a drink?"
The bar went silent as the patrons tried to ignore her.
At the end of the bar, was Boudreaux, a skinny little Cajun, who was as usual, VERY drunk.
Boudreaux slammed his hand on the bar and said, "Give dat Ballerina a drink!"
Thibodeaux, the bartender, a close friend of Boudreaux's, poured the drink and the woman chugged it down.
She turned again to the patrons and pointed around at all of them, again revealing her hairy armpit, and asked,
"Which of you men will buy a lady a drink?"
Once again, Boudreaux slapped his hand down on the bar and said,
"Give dat Ballerina anudder drink!"
Thibodeaux, finally approached Boudreaux and said,
"Boudreaux mah fren', I know it ain't none of my business of course if you want to buy dat lady a drink, but how come you keep callin' her a Ballerina?"
"Thibodeaux . . . to me, any woman who can lift her leg dat high gots to be a Ballerina!"
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux are watching the evening news when they see a report of a man threatening to jump off the roof of a tall building in New Orleans.
Boudreaux tells Thibodeaux, "Hey watch dis guy. I bet you 40 dollars he jumps off dat roof."
Thibodeaux thinks about it a little and replies, "Okay, I'll take dat bet!"
A few seconds later the man jumps to his death.
Thibodeaux pulls out his wallet, cursing, and hands Boudreaux two twenties. Boudreaux giggles and says, "Thibodeaux, I gotta tell you something. I already saw dat. He jumped already on da 12 o'clock news."
Thibodeaux says, "Me too I saw it on da 12 o'clock news, but I didn't think that couillon would be stupid enough to jump again!"