Boudreaux and Thibodeaux are sitting at the Spunky Monkey, drinking beer.
Thibodeaux turns to Boudreaux and says, "Man, you know, I'm tired of going tru life wit'out a education. Tomorrow I tink I'll go down the bayou to the community college and git me some classes."
Boudreaux says "Why, Thibodeaux, das a good idea."
The next day Thibodeaux gets in his piroque and goes down to the college and meets the dean of admissions, who signs him up for the four basic classes: Math, English, History, and Logic.
Logic?" Thibodeaux says. "Wha's dat?"
The dean says, "I'll show you. Do you own a weed eater?"
"Why sho," replies Thibodeaux.
"Then logically, because you own a weed eater, I think that you would have a yard."
"Das true, I do have some land on da bayou."
"I'm not done," the dean says. "Because you have a yard, I think logically that you would have a house."
"Mah, yes, I do have a house."
"And because you have a house, I think that you might logically have a family."
"Mah, yes I have a family, too."
"I'm not done yet. Because you have a family, then logically you must have a wife."
"Yes, I do have a wife."
"And because you have a wife, then logically you must be a
"A hetero what?" Thibodeaux asks.
The dean explains the term to Thibodeaux and he says "Why, yes, I am a heterosexual. Das amazing, you were able to find out all dat because I have a weed eater."
Excited to take the class now, Thibodeaux shakes the dean's hand and leaves to go meet Boudreaux at the Spunky Monkey.
He tells Boudreaux about his classes, how he is signed up for Math, English, History, and Logic.
"Logic?" Boudreaux says, "Wha's dat?"
Thibodeaux says, "I'll show you. Do you have a weed eater?"
"Then you're a queer."
(In and around Louisiana, Boudreaux and Thibodeaux jokes are prolific. They are what we call Cajuns. )