OT.... Here's de' scoop on what der heck happened. Dose of ya' dat'no dem' Frenchies shud no dat dey ain't da' brightest bitch in da' litter at times. My clos buddy en Cajun land in South Louisiana, who is bussin' tables at der' bestest crawfish
eatin' plac around dem' parts, his name be Robibedroux, told me dat his cusin' who lives in France has ah connection in der ICC and he was told der following druth about der mix-up. Seems dat' the head Frenchie, en an effort ta save sum mony, gave dat important envelope to Boudreaux, his cusin - en- law
who lives in Breaux Bridge, La. where dat big Crawfish parti
is held each yer', jus like IDCC does. Wel, ole' Broudreaux , when he got bac to Breauu Bridge, insted of heddin' directly to deliver dat envelope' stopped by da eit sum of dem mud critters, dat is called crawfish. He got ta eatin' and drinkin' dat famous Lousiana Strumberry wine and dancin' to dat' fiddlin' music dat dey do down der. Din, on the way to der Trailways station he passed by his gal frends shak in der bayou and commenced to doin' all dose dings dey do so well.
Der fog set -in and ole Boudreaux jest coudn't find his way back to der hiway to flag down dat bus. So dey agin commenced to re-doin' dose dings dey had bin doin. However, Robibedroux, dold me dat' Boudreaux did find da envelpoe he droped win da gator grabed his leg and was catchin da next bus
ta deliveer it just as soon as he got sum mor of dose mud-bugs
and sturmberry wine. So fellow shareholders....Boudreaux is headin' der as soon as possible, jus hope he don't run across dat girl of his dat likes to do dose dings dat she does so well.
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