Boudreaux been fish'n down
>by de bayou all day an he done run outa night
>crawlers. He be bout reddy to leave when he seen a
>snake wit a big frog in his mout. He knowed dat dem
>big bass fish like frogs, so he decided to steal dat
>froggie. Dat snake, he be a cotton moufed water
>moccasin so he had to be real careful or he'd get bit.
>He snuk up behine de snake and grabbed him roun de
>haid. Dat ole snake din't lak dat one bit. He squirmed
>and wrapped hisself roun Boudreaux's arm try'n to get
>hisself free. But Boudreaux, him, had a real good grip
>on his haid, yeh. Well, Boudreaux pried his mouf open
>and got de frog and puts it in his baitcan. Now,
>Boudreaux knows dat he cain't let go dat snake or his
>gonna bite him good, but he had a plan. He reach into
>de back pocket of his bib overhauls and pulls out a
>pint a moonshine likker. He pour some draps into de
>snakes mouf. Well, dat snake's eyeballs roll back in
>his haid and his body go limp. Wit dat Boudreaux toss
>dat snake into de bayou. Den he goes back to fishin'.
>A while later Boudreaux dun feel sumpin tappin' on his
>barefoot toe. He slowly look down and dare dat water
>moccasin was, with two frogs.
