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Pierre and Boudreaux were flying Cajun Airlines to da Mardi
Gras.
Boudreaux was flying da plane and Pierre was in da back foolin wit da cargo equipment an stuff. Da plane hit some turbulence an started bouncin around an Boudreaux got knock unconscious. Then da plane started driftin. Pierre come run up to da front an Boudreaux was sprawl out over da steerin wheel. Well, Pierre don't know notin bout flyin an he start to get panaky. He grab da microphone and holla "May Day! May Day! Dis is Cajun Air Line 90210. Boudreaux, him knock unconscious an I don know nutin about flyin dis plane!" "Dis is da control tower," someone answer. "Don you worry about nutin. We gonna splain how fo you to land dis plane, step by step, ah gar-own-tee! Jus leave anything ta us. Fus, how high are you an whas you position?" Pierre thought a minute, den say, "I'm five foot ten an I'm all da way to da front of da plane." "No! No!" answer da tower. "What's you altitude an where's you location?" Pierre say, "Man ah got a po attitude, an I'm from Thibodeaux!" "No! No! No!" came an exasperated voice. "Ah needs to know how many feet you got off da ground an how you plane's in relation to da airport!" Pierre start to panic by dis time. He say, "Countin Boudreaux's an mine,we got four feet off da ground an I don believe dis plane's related to you airport!" A long pause---the silence was deafenin. "We needs to know who you next of kin is and where to send da flowers!" Greg Hopper
"Why is it that our children can't
read a Bible in school, but they can
in
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