A Cajun who had a little too much to drink is driving home from the town one night and, of course, his car is weaving violently all over the road.

A cop pulls him over.

“So,” says the cop to the driver, where have ya been?”

“Mais, ah’v been to de bar of course,” slurs the drunken Boudreaux.

” Well,” says the cop, “it looks like you’ve had quite a few to drink this evening.”

“Mais, I did all right, me,” Boudreaux says with a smile.

“Did you know,” says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest, “that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your car?”

“Keyawwww, thank heavens,” says Boudreaux. “For a minute dere, ah thought I’d gone deaf.”