A priest, a rabbi and a mullah are fishing from the river bank next to a highway. A car comes along, they put down their rods and quickly pick up signs which say "The End Is Near!", "Turn Back!, It's Not Too Late!", "Save Yourself!" The people in the car wave, laugh, toot the horn and go on. The holy men put down the signs, pick up the rods and recommence to fishing. They hear another car approaching, retrieve their signs and wave them wildly, shouting to the driver and passengers who, like those in the first car, wave, toot and drive on. The three men lay down the signs, retrieve their rods and settle back in on the bank. A third car comes along. The rabbit turns to the priest and asks "Should we get the signs?" The mullah replies, "No. They'll discover the bridge is out soon enough."
On opposite banks of the InterCoastal Waterway, just below New Orleans, lived Thibedeaux and Clarence. Everyday, upon spying each other across the water, the two men, who were sworn enemies, would shake their fists and yell insults at each other. One day the state decided to put a bridge across the Waterway and builit it alongside Thibedeaux's house, coming down on Clarence's side. On the day it opened, Thibedeaux's wife said to him. "Look at dat dere bridge what goes over to Clarence's house. Every day that fool yells insults at you from the safety of the far bank. Why don't you go over dat bridge and give him what for?" Thibedeaux thinks a while and says. "C'est bon, oui! I'm gone go over dere and kick him where de son she don't shine!" and off he goes up the bridge. About half way, Thibedeaux pauses to look up at the big road sign spanning the bridge, shakes his head and comes trudging back down. His wife, seeing him returning, asks "You done give that damn fool a good whoppin' like I suggested?" "No," replies Thibedeaux, shaking his head and looking kind of sheepish. "Pourquoi pas?!? Why not?" demands the wife. "I was gone whop him, sure 'nough," says Thibedeaux, "But, when I got to de top of de bridge and I reads dat dere sign, it say ' Clarence - 7' 10" '. Man, I swear from this side he don't look no more than five eight!"
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