Thibodeau was in his front yard mowing the grass when his neighbor, Boudreau, came out of his house and went straight to the mailbox. He opened it, slammed it shut, and stormed back into the house.
A little later, Boudreau came out of his house again. He went to the mailbox, opened it, and slammed it shut once more. He angrily returned to his house.
As Thibodeau was trimming the lawn, Boudreau came outside a third time. He marched out to the mailbox, opened it, and closed it harder than before.
Puzzled by his actions, Thibodeau asked, "May, Boudreau, what's da matta wit' you?"
"I'm so aggravated, me," replied Boudreau.
"How come?" questioned Thibodeau.
"Cuz my stoopid computa keep sayin'
'YOU GOT MAIL!" exclaimed Boudreau.
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A little later, Boudreau came out of his house again. He went to the mailbox, opened it, and slammed it shut once more. He angrily returned to his house.
As Thibodeau was trimming the lawn, Boudreau came outside a third time. He marched out to the mailbox, opened it, and closed it harder than before.
Puzzled by his actions, Thibodeau asked, "May, Boudreau, what's da matta wit' you?"
"I'm so aggravated, me," replied Boudreau.
"How come?" questioned Thibodeau.
"Cuz my stoopid computa keep sayin'
'YOU GOT MAIL!" exclaimed Boudreau.
#OnlyLouisiana
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