*I heard at the Camp-out this past weekend that Geman Noodles were the best!
*Someone was describeing a meal called "Jager-snitzelnoodle'n" or some such
thang<G>
Just what make Geman Noodles so famious?
-=A=-
Pflaum, Timothy-Michael wrote:
> Mr. Larrikin,
>
> dis is so neat dat I vood like to ask you kindly (kindisch)
> iff you hafe a deutsch version also ?
>
> If jes, it yould make us all soooh happy.
> Wirklich, mein dear freund.
>
> G�nter
> OP 64
> Siegen, Germany
>
> -----Originalnachricht-----
> Von: The Larrikin
> An: [EMAIL PROTECTED]; [EMAIL PROTECTED]
> Gesendet: 08.12.99 05:12
> Betreff: [RR] Louisiana Christmas
>
> Hey Gang,
> This one is for our Mississippi and Louisiana brother.
>
> A Louisiana Christmas, from Boudreaux an' Marie
>
> Day 1:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, Tanks for de bird in de Pear tree. I fix it
> las' night with dirty rice. I doan tink de Pear tree will grow
> wid all da heat in de summa.
>
> Marie
>
> Day 2:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, You letter say you sen' two turtle dove,
> but all I got was two scrawny pigeons. Anyway, I mix dem
> wit' andouille an made some gumbo out of dem.
>
> Marie
>
> Day 3:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, Why couldn' you a sent me Crawfish?
> I'm tired of eating dem darn birds. I gave two of dose
> prissy French chicken to Marie Trahan over at Grans Bayou
> an fed de tird one to my dog Phideaux.
>
> Marie
>
> Day 4
>
> Dear Boudreaux, Mon Dieux! I tol you no more xxxxx birds.
> Deez four, what you call dem "calling birds?" were so noisy
> you could hear dem all de way to Napoleonville. I used
> dere necks for my crab traps an fed de rest of dem to
> de gators.
>
> Marie
>
> Day 5
>
> Dear Boudreaux, You finally sen' somethin useful. I like
> dem golden rings, me. I hocked dem at da pawn shop in
> Thibodeaux and got enuf money to fix da shaf' on my shrimp
> boat an buy a round for da boys at de Raisin' Cane Lounge.
> Merci Beaucoup!
>
> Marie
>
> Day 6:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, Couchon! Back to da birds, you Cajun turkey!
> Poor egg suckin' Phideaux is scared to death at dem six geese.
> He try to eat dem's eggs and dey peck de heck out ah his snout.
> Dey good at eating cockroaches, though. I may stuff one of dem
> wit oyrster dressing on Christmas day.
>
> Marie
>
> Day 7:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, I'm gonna wring you fool neck nex' time
> I see you! Thibodeaux, da mailman, is ready to kill ya.
> The merde from all dem birds is stinkin' up his mailboat.
> He afraid someone will slip on dat stuff and sue him good.
> I let those seven swans loose to swim on de bayou and
> some duck hunters from de Mississippi blast' dem out of
> de water. Talk to you tomorrow.
>
> Marie
>
> Day 8:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, poor ole Thibodeaux, he had to make tree
> trips on his mailboat to deliver dem 8 maids a milkin and
> der cows. One of dem cows got spooked by da alligators and
> almost tip' over da boat. I doan like dem shifless maids,
> me no. I tol' dem to get to work guttin' fish and sweepin
> de shack but dey say it wasn't in dair contract. Dey
> probably think dey too good ta skin da nutrias I caught
> las' night.
>
> Marie
>
> Day 9:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, What you trying to do, huh? Thibodeaux
> had to borrow de Lutcher ferry to carry dem jumpin twits
> you call Lords-a-Leaping across the bayou. As soon as
> dey gots here dey wanted a tea break with crumpets.
> I doan know what dat means but I says, "Well La Di Da!
> You get Chicory coffee or nuttin!" Mon Dieu, Emile!
> What I'm gonna feed all dese bozos?
> Dey too snooty for fried nutria, and de cows done eat
> my turnip greens.
>
> Marie
>
> Day 10:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, You got to be outs you mind! If de
> mailman don't kill you, I will fo sure. Today he
> deliver 10 half nikid floozies from deBourbon Street.
> Dey said dey be "Ladies Dancin" but dey doan act like
> ladies in front of dose Limey twits. Dey almos lef'
> after one of dem got bit by a water moccasin over by
> da out-house. I had to butcher two cows to feed toute
> le monde an had to get toilet paper; the Sears catalog
> wasn't good enuf fer dose hoity toity Lords' royal behin'.
>
> Marie
>
> Day 11:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, where y'at? Cheerio an pip pip. Your
> 'leven pipers piping arrive today from de House of Blues,
> secon' lining as dey get off de boat. We fixed stuff
> goose an' beef jambalaya and we having a fais-do-do.
> Da new mailman he having a good time, yeah, dancing
> with de floozies. Den Thibodeaux, he jump off de Sunshine
> Bridge yesterday, screaming you name. If you get a
> mysterious, tickin' package in de mail, doan open it!
>
> Marie
>
> Day 12:
>
> Dear Boudreaux, I sorry to tell ya but I not your
> true love no more, no. After da fais-do-do, I spen' de
> night with Jacque, de head piper. We decide to open a
> restaurant and gentleman club on de bayou. De floozies-
> pardon me, Ladies-dancin', can make $20 for a table dance,
> an' de Lords can be waiters an' valet park de boat. Since
> de maids doan have no more cows ta milk, I trained dem
> ta set my crab traps, watch my trotlines, an run ma
> shrimping business. We will probably gross a million
> nex' year.
> Marie
> There's a storm coming, our Storm.
> PROCLAIMING GOD'S LOVE TO A DYING WORLD
> Say to the captives, 'come out,' and those in darkness, 'Be free!'
> Isaiah 49:9
> I looked to the heavens to where God dwells
> I looked into my life to see he lives there as well.
> Love in Jesus
> Adrian Bonham aka Morning Light
> Outpost 49
> Hawkesbury Royal Rangers
> Windsor, N.S.W.
> Australia
> F.C.F. 94
> http://www.summit.net.au/~founder1/
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