AIDs over Cancer

Discussion in 'The Powder Keg' started by Eric, Aug 19, 2002.

  1. Eric

    Eric Guest

    A Cajun named Thibideaux went to his doctor to determine the source of
    his malady. The doctor, after a lengthy examination, sighed and looked
    Thibideaux in the eye and said, "I've some bad news for you. You have
    cancer, and it's very bad. You'd best put your affairs in order."

    Thibideaux was shocked and saddened. But, being of solid character, he
    managed to compose himself and walk from the doctor's office into the
    waiting room to his son who had been waiting, Thibideaux said, "Well
    son, us Cajun's celebrate when thangs is good, and we celebrate when dey
    don't be so good.. In dis case, dey ain't so good. I got cancer. Let's
    head for the honky tonk and have a few dranks."

    After 3 or 4 shots, the two were feeling a little less somber. There
    were some laughs and more whiskey. They were eventually approached by
    some of Thibideaux's old friends who asked what the two were
    celebrating. Thibideaux told them that coonasses celebrate the good and
    the bad. He went on to tell them that they were drinking to his
    impending end. He told his friends, "Da doctor dun told me I'm dying'
    from AIDS." His son's eyebrows raised and he opened his mouth, but
    Thibideaux raised his finger and the frown on his face stifled what his
    son had planned to say.

    The friends gave Thibideaux their condolences, and they had a couple
    more shots. After his friends left, his son leaned over and whispered
    his confusion. "Daddy, I thought you said that you were dying from
    cancer? You just told your friends that you were dying from AIDS!"

    Thibideaux said, "I don't want any of 'em sleeping with yo mama after
    I'm gone. The Cajuns - you gotta love em...........
  2. Eric all of them good. Thanks for the stress medicine.