Old Cajun
An old Cajun was celebrating his 92 years on this Earth. Sitting down,
he smiled and spoke to his toes.
“Hello, dere toes!” he said, “how you are toes? You know, you 92 today!
Oh, de times we had! Remember when we walk along de bayou wit all dem
pretty girls every Sunday afternoon? Dem times we deaux-si-deauxed on
de dance floor wit dem same womens? Oh yeah, ahh-heeee! Happy birthday,
toes!”
“Hello dere, knees,” he continued. “How you are, knees? You know you
92 today. Oh, de times we had, huh! Remember when we march in de crawfish
parade? Oh boy, de hurdles we jumped together me and you. Happy
birthday, knees!”
Then, he looked down at his crotch and shook his head. “Hello dere,
Pierre! You little booger you! Did you know, if you was alive today,
you’d be 92?”
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