You know you're from Louisiana if...

-You can properly pronounce Lafayette , Bossier, Natchitoches , Opelousas ,

-Shongaloo, Pontchartrain, Ouachita, and you know that New Orleans doesn't have a long "e" sound anywhere in it

-Drive-thru daquiris -- it's not drinking and driving until you put the

straw in.

-You think people who complain about the heat in their states are

sissies.

-You know that the true value of a parking space is not determined by

the distance to door but by the availability of shade


-Your town is low on the education chart, high on the obesity chart andyou don't care because you're No. 1 on the party chart.

-You listen to the weather forecast before picking out an outfit.

-Someo ne you know has used a football schedule to plan their wedding date LSU BABY!!!!

-A Mercedes Benz isn't a status symbol. A Chevy Silverado Extended Bed Crew Cab Truck is

-You know everything goes better with Tony's or Tabasco .

-You've ever had to switch from heat to AC in the same day.

-You know whether another Louisianian is from New Orleans , North

Louisiana, or South Louisiana as soon as they open their mouth.



-You describe the first cool snap (below 70 degrees) as good gumbo

weather.

-You reinforce your attic to store Mardi Gras beads.

-Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside.

-Your ancestors are buried above the ground.

-You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras beads.

-Little old ladies push YOU out of the way to catch Mardi Gras beads.

-You believe that purple, green, and gold look good together.

-Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled.

-You know what a nutria is but you still pick it to represent your

baseball team.

-No matter where else you go in the world, you are always disappointed in the food.

-Your grandparents are called "Maw-Maw" and "Paw-Paw."

-Your Santa Claus rides an alligator and your favorite Saint is a

football player.

-You 'ax' for things...

-You save newspapers, not for recycling but for tablecloths at craw fishboils

Starting Fires

On a beautiflu Sunday afternoon, I was throwing the baseball ball with my girlfriend in the backyard of my house.  30 min. later we jumped into the car to head to church for the evening Sunday Service.  As I pulled out of  my driveway, Brandy (girlfiriend) says "Where is all of that smoke coming from?"  I looked and sure enough, it looked as if someone was having a huge bar-b-que in my backyard.  I got out of the car to investigate the situation, thinking to myself "the neighbors must be burning leaves."  Only to find out that I was completely wrong!  The neighbors were not burning leaves, in fact I was burning leaves and trees.  My backyard was on fire!  The fire spread so quickly that it burned some of the neighbors yards on both sides on my house.  Instead of calling the fire men, like a normal humna being, I was engulfed with pride thinking "i can tame this flamey fire."  I quickly run inside, panicing, and wake up my roomate Tommy, who was taking a nap, and yell "Our yard is on Fire!"  We both run outside with rakes and one water hose.  I ran through the burning ash, smoke, and flames to get behind the fire. OUCH OUCH and OUCH! I could hardly see due to the smoke.  I began beating the ground out of fear of burning the 40 acres of forest behind us.  All I could think of was a CNN story "Youth Pastor burns down forest plus neighborhood."  Between the three of us, Tommy, Brandy, and myself we not only tamed the fire but we beat it!  After 2 hrs of fighting this fire, we came out on top.  Kids...do not try this at home...Always call the firefighters!  I should have, and I got very lucky! I am stupid, You do not Be stupid!  I am only waiting until tomorrow as I call my landlord and tell him the story.  Hopefully, I will not get evicted a second time with one year. LOL!  On the bright side, new green grass will grow and be well fertilized! :)

The fire was 100 Ft. wide and 40 ft. deep into my backyard and woods...