pb

ok, the answer like three of you have been waiting for:

cajun. or, to gleefully use the slang-- coon ass.

it interests me how so many think i'm irish. i DO love Guinness, and bagpipe music (though that's really Scottish), and i've been in one or two bar brawls in my day. id be interested to know why some of yous think that way.

so yeah, cajuns have the same relationship with the french that the irish have with the english, in a way. were cast-offs who were too rowdy and gritty for the noble, simpering, pansy population of extreme nor east europe so they kicked us out. we moved to canada for awhile but they kicked us out too for stealing their lovers and their beer and their cheese.

it's a good thing most of mah people are from the lurid, steamy, green swamps of decadent Louisiana. if i were irish i wouldnt be such a good lover.


-pb


note: i'm well aware that there's a large irish population in new orleans and the surrounding areas. maybe i'm part irish and don't really know it. from the stories my great grandmother used to tell, the men in my family were known for their...affininity for teh ladies...