Boudreau and Thibodeau were having a beer at the Hubba Hubba.  Thibodeau was moved to ask, “Oh, Boudreau, how you an’ Clotile gittin’ along, y’all?”

“Ta telya da troot, I ain’t tawk ta her in eighteen monts, me,” said Boudreau.

“Cot dawg, das a long time!” said Thibodeau.  “May, what’s da matta?”

“Aw, I ain’t mad at her or nuttin’ like dat.  It’s jus’ dat I don’t like ta interrupt her,” explained Boudreau.