BOUDIN SAUSAGE
A Coonass goes into a store and tells the clerk,
"I'd like some Boudin sausage."
The clerk looks at him and says, "Are you a Coonass?"
The Coonass, clearly offended, says,
"Well, yes I am. But let me ask you something.
If I had asked for Italian sausage, would you
ask me if I was Italian?
Or if I had asked for German Bratwurst,
would you ask me if I was German?
Or if I asked for a kosher hot dog would you
ask me if I was Jewish?
Or if I had asked for a taco would you ask
if I was Mexican? Would ya, huh? Would ya?"
The clerk says, "Well, no."
With deep self-righteous indignation,
the Coonass says, "Well, alright then,
why did you ask me if I'm a Coonass just because
I asked for boudin sausage?"
The clerk replies, "Because this is Home Depot."
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