Pierre and Boudreaux was flying to Mardi Gras. Boudreaux was flying da plane, and Pierre was in da back when da plane started bouncin around -n- knocked Boudreaux unconscious. Pierre got worried when da plane started driftin, and come up to da front to find Boudreaux sprawl out all over da steerin wheel.
Well, Pierre don't know nuttin bout flyin so he grab da microphone and holla "May Day! May Day! Dis Heeyah Cajun Air Line 90210. Boudreaux, him knock unconscious an I don know nuttin about flyin dis plane!"
"Dis is da control tower," someone answer. "Don you worry 'bout nuttin. We gonna splain you how to land dis plane, step by step! Furst, how high you are, an whas you position?"
Pierre thought a minute, "I'm five foot ten an I'm all da way to da front of dis plane."
No! No!" answer da tower. "What you altitude, an where you location?"
Pierre say, "Man, rat now ah got a po attitude, an I'm from Lawzeeanna!"
"No! No!" came the exasperated voice. "Ah needs to know how many feet you got off da ground and you planes relation to da airport!"
Pierre, he really be panicking by dis time. He say firmly, "Counting Boudreaux's feets an mine togedder, we got fo feet off da groun! An I don believe dis plane be related to you airport!"
A long pause in da Control Tower--de silence was deafaning and then the voice come back-- "We needs to know who be you next of kin.."
Well, Pierre don't know nuttin bout flyin so he grab da microphone and holla "May Day! May Day! Dis Heeyah Cajun Air Line 90210. Boudreaux, him knock unconscious an I don know nuttin about flyin dis plane!"
"Dis is da control tower," someone answer. "Don you worry 'bout nuttin. We gonna splain you how to land dis plane, step by step! Furst, how high you are, an whas you position?"
Pierre thought a minute, "I'm five foot ten an I'm all da way to da front of dis plane."
No! No!" answer da tower. "What you altitude, an where you location?"
Pierre say, "Man, rat now ah got a po attitude, an I'm from Lawzeeanna!"
"No! No!" came the exasperated voice. "Ah needs to know how many feet you got off da ground and you planes relation to da airport!"
Pierre, he really be panicking by dis time. He say firmly, "Counting Boudreaux's feets an mine togedder, we got fo feet off da groun! An I don believe dis plane be related to you airport!"
A long pause in da Control Tower--de silence was deafaning and then the voice come back-- "We needs to know who be you next of kin.."
Beware of the fury of the patient man.~John Dryden
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