And another version of the original...  !


> > Louisiana Christmas
> >
> >
> >
> > Day 1:
> >
> > Dear Boudreaux, Thanks for de bird in de Pear tree. I fix it las' ight
with
> > dirty rice. I doan tink de pear tree will grow wid all da heat in the
summa.
> >
> >Marie

> >
> > Day 2:
> >
> > Dear Boudreaux, You letter say you sent two turtle doves, but all I got
was
> > two scrawny pigeons. Anyway, I mixed dem with andouille an made some
> gumbo out of dem.
> >
> > Marie
> >
> >
> >
> > Day 3:
> >
> > Dear Boudreaux,Why couldn't you a sent me Crawfish? I'm tired of
> > eating dem darn birds. I gave two of dose prissy French chickens to
> Marie Trahan over at Grans Bayou an fed the tird one to my dog Phideaux.
Marie needed some sparring partners for her fighting rooster.

> > Marie
> >
> >
> > Day 4
> >
> > Dear Boudreau, 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 shaft 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 geeses. He tried
to
> > eat dems 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 your fool neck next time I see you.
Thibeau,
> > 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
> > Mississippi blasted dem out of de water.  Talk to you tomorrow.
> >
> > Marie
> >
> >
> >
> > Day 8:
> >
> > Dear Boudreaux, poor ole Thibeau, he had to make tree trips on his
> > mailboat to deliver dem 8 maids a milkin and their cows.  One of dem
> > cows got spooked by da alligators and almost tipped over da boat.  I
doan
> > like dem shiftless maids, me no. I tolt dem to get to work guttin fish
and
> > sweepinq the shack but dey say it wasn't in dair contract.
> > Dey probably think dey too good ta skin nutrias I caught las night.
> >
> > Marie
> >
> >
> >
> > Day 9:
> >
> > Dear Boudreaux, What you trying to do huh? Thibeau had to borrow the
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 Bourbon
Street.
> > Dey said dey be "Ladies Dancin" but dey doan act like ladies in front of
> > dose Limey twits. Dey almos left after one of dem got bit by a water
> > moccasin over by da out-house. I had to butcher 2 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 11 pipers piping
> > arrives today from the House of Blues, second lining as dey got off
> > de boat.  We fixed stuffed goose and beef jambalaya and we having a
> > fais-do-do.  Da new mailman he having a good time, yeah, dancing with
> > de floozies.  Thibeau he jump off de Sunshine Bridge yesterday,
screaming
> > your name. If you get a mysterious, ticking package in de mail, doan
open it.
> >
> > Marie
> >
> >
> >
> > Day 12:
> >
> > Dear Boudreaux, I sorry to tell ya but I not your true love anymore, no.
>   After da fais-do-do, I spent de night with Jacque, de head piper.
> > We decide to open a restaurant and gentleman's club on de bayou.  The
> >  floozies, pardon me, Ladies dancing can make $20 for a table dance, and
de
> >  Lords can be waiters an valet park de boats.  Since de maids doan have
no
>  > more cows ta milk, I trained dem ta set my crab traps, watch my
trotlines,
> >  an run my shrimping business.  We will probably gross a million nex
year.
> >
> > Marie
> >
>
>
>

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