My Cajun buddies

Cajun friend of mine sent me this

Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were a couple of drinking buddies who worked as aircraft mechanics at Bayou Teche, Louisiana, International Airport. One day the airport was fogged in and they were stuck in the hangar with nothing to do. Boudreaux say, 'Man, I wish we had something to drink!'

Thibodeaux say, 'Me too. Y'know, I've heard you can drink dat jet fuel and get a buzz.’

So dey pour demselves a couple of glasses of high octane gas and get completely smashed.
Next morning Boudreaux wake himsef’ up and is surprise at how good he feel.
In fact he feel GREAT! NO hangover! NO bad side effects. Nuttin!
Then da phone ring. It's Thibodeaux. Thibodeaux say, 'Hey, how you are this morning?'

Boudreaux say, 'Man, I feel great, how 'bout you?'

Thibodeaux say, 'I feel great, too. You don' have a hangover?'

Boudreaux say, 'No, dat jet fuel is great stuff -- no hangover, nuttin’. We ought to do dis more often..'

Thibodeaux say, ' Yeah, well dey's just one t’ing.'

'What's ‘dat?'

'Have you farted yet?'

'No.'

'Well, DON'T - cause I'm in Shreveport!'