Cajun Joke
 
Boudreau in the Caribbean
 
Boudreaux finally decides to take a vacation. So he books himself on a Caribbean cruise. He proceeds to have the time of his life until the ship sank.
 
He found himself swept up on shore of an island with no other people or supplies. Nothing but bananas and coconuts. After about four months, he is lying on the beach when the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to him. In disbelief, he asks her, "Where you come from? How you get here?"
 
"I rowed over from the other side of the island," she says. "I landed here when my cruise ship sank about four months ago." "Dat's amazing, " he says. "You were real lucky to have a rowboat wash up wit you."
 
"Oh this?" replies the woman. "I made the rowboat out of raw materials found on the island. I whittled the oars from gum tree branches; wove the bottom from palm bra nches and the sides from a Eucalyptus tree."
 
"But...but...dat's impossibl e," stutters Boudreaux. "You ain't had no tools or hardware. How you manage dat?"
 
"Oh, no problem," replies the woman. "On the south side of the island, there is a very unusual strata of alluvial rock exposed. I found if I fired it to a certain temperature, it melted into forgeable ductile iron. I used that for tools and used the tools to make the hardware." Boudreaux is simply stunned.
 
"Let's row over to my place, " she says. "Okay," says Boudreaux.
 
After a few minutes of rowing, she docks the boat at a small wharf. As Boudreaux looks onto shore, he nearly falls out of the boat. Before him is a stone walk leading to an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white. While the woman ties up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, he can only stare ahead, dumbstruck.
 
As they walk into the bungalow, she says, "It's not much but I call it home. Sit down, please. Would you like a drink?" "No, no tank you," he says, still amazed. "I can't take no mo of dat coconut juice."
 
"It's not coconut juice," the woman replies. "I built a still. "How about a real Pina Colada?" Trying to hide his continued amazement, he accepts, and they sit down on her hand woven couch to talk. After they have exchanged their stories, the woman announces, "I'm going to slip into something more comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a razor upstairs in the cabinet in the bathroom."
 
No longer amazed by anything anymore, Boudreaux goes upstairs to the bathroom. There, in the cabinet, is a razor made from a bone handle. Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge are fastened on its end inside of a swivel mechanism. "Wow! dis woman is amazing," he muses, "what gonna be next?"
 
When he returns, she greets him wearing ' nothing but vines' strategically positioned, and smelling faintly of spring gardenias. She beckons for him to s it down next to her.
 
"Tell me," she begins suggestively, slithering closer to him, "We've been out here for a long time. I know that you've been real lonely. There's something I'm sure that you really feel like doing right now, something you've been longing for all these long months. You know..."
 
She stares into his eyes...
 
He can't believe what he's hearing!!
 
"You mean..." Boudreaux swallows excitedly!!
 
""We're gonna watch the LSU game from here?"

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