I like it, Greg. Lots of gooduns.
Boudreaux was coming down the bayou and pulled his pirogue up to Thibodeaux's shack.
Tib say, where ya goin? Whats dat tape you got?
Boo say, ducttape. Goin to get some ducks. Wanna go? No, gotta work, says Tib.
Dat ening Boudreaux come back by wif dat piro loaded down wid the ducks. Thibodeaux jes shook his hade.
Nex day, here come Boudreaux agin, this time wif some boxes o' what look like suger packs. Thibodeaux aks, what is dat? Boo he say, its Nutrisweet. Im gonna catch me some o' dem nutrirats. Thibodeaux jes shook his hade.
Dat ening, here comes Boudreaux wif dat piro bout ta sink with nutria.
Saday ening, here comes Boudreaux all dressed in his best bibs, brogan shoes and his newest Ell Ess You ball cap. He had some branches stuck up all round that piro. He stop by Thibodeaux's. Tib, say, where ya goin? Boudreaux say he's goin to town. He say, you wanna go? Tib, say, no, I aint got no money. He din aks, what is all those branches stickin' up round yo piro?
Boudreaux say, "them's pussywillows". Wid dat, Thibodeaux say, "well, let me git my hat".
