I Have More Boudreaux And Thibodeaux Jokes, But First This…

It’s imperative that y’all watch this and unnerstand that no animals were harmed in its filming. I can say that because I’m pretty sure a boxer-dog doesn’t have any pride that can be injured. Those of y’all who have boxer-dogs know that for true. So watch it an’ then I’ll tell y’all about Boudreaux and Thibodeaux – you’ll be in the mood.

OK, on to some more funnies…

Ol’ Boudreaux leans over and asks Marie, “Do you remember the first time we had sex together over fifty years ago? We went behind Dupre’s bar where you leaned against the back fence and I made love to you.”

“Mais yeah,” she says, “I remember it well, Boudreaux.”

“OK,” he says, “How about taking a walk around back there again and we can do it for old time’s sake?”

“Oh, Boudreaux you old devil, that sounds like a crazy, but good idea!”

A police officer sitting in the next booth heard their conversation and, having a chuckle to himself, he thinks, “I’ve got to see these two old-timers having sex against the fence. I’ll just keep an eye on them so there’s no trouble.” So he follows them.

Boudreaux & Marie walks haltingly along, leaning on each other for support aided by walking sticks. Finally, they get to the back of Dupre’s bar and make their way to the fence. Marie lifts her skirt and Boudreaux drops his trousers. As she leans against the fence, Boudreaux moves in.

Then suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the policeman has ever seen. This goes on for about ten minutes while both are making loud noises and moaning and screaming. Finally, they both collapse, panting on the ground. The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life and old age that he didn’t know.

After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, Boudreaux and Marie struggle to their feet and put their clothes back on. The policeman, is still watching and thinks to himself, this is truly amazing, I’ve got to ask them what their secret is. So, as the couple passes, he says to them, “Excuse me, but that was something else. You must’ve had a fantastic sex life together. Is there some sort of secret to this?”

Shaking, Boudreaux is barely able to reply, “Man, ain’t no secret atall no kinda way. Fifty years ago that wasn’t no electric fence.”

And another…

Marie – who was married to Boudreaux, and Clotile, who was married to Thibodeaux – two “senior” Cajun widows, are talking one day out on the porch down by the bayou.

Marie: “Dat nice Mr. Hebert axed me out for a date. I know you went out wit him last week, and I wanted to talk wit you about him before I tell him my answer.”

Clotile: “Well, I tell you. Hebert him, he showed up at my apartment punctually at 7P.M., dressed like such a gentleman in a fine suit. And . . . he brung me such beautimous flowers mon cher! Den, he takes me downstairs, and what’s there but a luxury car . . a limousine, uniformed chauffeur and all. Den, he takes me out for dinner . . . a marvelous dinner – crabs, Jax beer, lemon pie dessert, and after-dinner shots. Den, we go see a show. Let me tell you Marie, I enjoyed it so much, I could have just died from all da pleasure!

But den, we are coming back to my apartment and . . . Hebert him, he turns into a ANIMAL. Completely crazy, he tears off my expensive new dress and well . . . he has his way with me . . . TWICE!”

Marie: “Oh my goodness! So . . . you are telling me dat I shouldn’t go out wit him?”

Clotile: “No, no, no Marie . . . I’m just saying, you needs to wear an old dress, cher!”

And lastly, speakin’ of widows…

Boudreaux and his wife were married for many, many years. Whenever there was a confrontation between them, yelling could be heard deep into the night. Boudreaux would shout, “When I die, I will dig my way up and out of da grave, and den come back to haunt you for da rest of you life! Imma even pull ya toes while ya sleepin’.”

Because he was sometimes so mean, his wife, and even his neighbors, feared him. Old Boudreaux liked the fact that he was feared. Then one evening, he died.

After the funeral, her neighbors, concerned for her safety, asked Boudreaux’s widow, “Aren’t you afraid dat he may be able to dig his way out of da grave and haunt you for da rest of you life?”

The brand-new widow said, “Let him dig. I had him buried upside down . . . and I know he’s too stubborn to ask for directions.”

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