The easiest limit?
The phone rang.
“Dude, what are you doing tomorrow?”
“Hey, Sammy. What’s up? I dunno, I’ve gotta…”[…]
The phone rang.
“Dude, what are you doing tomorrow?”
“Hey, Sammy. What’s up? I dunno, I’ve gotta…”[…]
I used to worship the mighty redfish. It’s what you do when you grow up along coastal Florida. […]
Louisiana’s beloved fishing areas are known worldwide as the Sportsman’s Paradise.[…]
Usually when a hostess calls for “Jones, party of…” a dozen different people named Jones stand in unison. Not on the bayou. I haven’t met another Jones yet. But I have met a Thibodaux (heck, I live there, too), Boudreaux and a passel of Zeringues. Seriously.[…]