Don't let anyone tell you that Cajuns aren't smart!!!

Only a person in Louisiana could think of this. From the

parish where drunk driving is considered a sport comes this

true story. Recently a routine police patrol parked

outside a bar in Houma, Louisiana . After last call, the

officer noticed a man leaving the bar so intoxicated that he

could barely walk. The man stumbled around the parking

lot  for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing.

After what seemed an eternity in which he tried his keys on

five different vehicles, the man managed to find his car and

fall into it. He sat there for a few minutes as a number

of other patrons left the bar and drove off. Finally, he

started the car,switched the wipers on and off; it was a fine

summer night, flicked the blinkers on and off a couple

of times, honked the horn, and then switched on the lights. He

moved the vehicle forward a few inches,reversed a little and

 then remained still for a few more minutes as somemore of

the other patron's vehicles left. At last, when his was the

only car in the parking lot, he pulled outand drove slowly

down the road. The police officer, having waited patiently 

all this time, now started up his patrol car, put on the flashing

lights, pulled the man over, and administered a breathalyzer

test to his amazement, the breathalyzer indicated no evidence

that the man had  consumed any alcohol at all! Dumb founded, 

the officer said, 'I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the

police station. This breathalyzer equipment must be broken.

'I doubt it,' said the truly proud Coonass. 

'Tonight I'm the designated decoy.'