From: Shari (cm-24-121-75-105.bullhead.az.npgco.com)
Subject: Tree Cajuns
Date: July 29, 2005 at 9:01 am PST
>One day, while fishing under the I-10 bridge in The Atchafalaya Basin,
>Boudreaux made a confession.
>"We all tree been friends for tirty year and been tru a lot. I never told
>ya'll dis befo 'cause I don't wanna ruin our friendship, but I'm gay."
>Fontenot looked over at Thibodeaux and say, "We kinda figured dat out a
>while back, but wadn't gonna say nuttin' 'cause we din't wanna
>Boudreaux thanked them for their understanding and continued, "Da
>reason I'm tollin' ya'll dis is 'cause I got AIDS and I got six munt to
>liv. Ya'll da only family I got lef and I want ya'll to promise me dat
>yall wont let dem bary me. I'm scared of dem caskets and I wanna be
>cremate. Den, I want ya'll to trow my ashes from dat bridge up dair into
>dis swamp where we've spent so much time together." Fontenot and
>Thibodeaux wiped back a few tears, then agreed to do what their friend
>Sho' nough, six munts later Beoudreaux died, and they were standin on the
>bridge with the ashes. Fontenot was about to trow dem out when
>Thibodeaux stop him: "Wait,you gotta say sumtin," he say.
>"I donno what to say. I never waz much bout goin' to church" Fontenot
>Thibodeaux, he scratch his head, "Just say somtin'....anyting, Make it
>Fontenot, he tought about it a while and started trowin' dem ashes out
>over da swamp and say,
>"Ashes to ashes, Dus to dus, if you liked women, You'd be here wit us."
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