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"It's not funny!" Isha growled as she drove Rosh back from the party.
He had started with one drink. Then one had become two. Two had turned into three.
And three had degenerated into one too many.
"Wash no funny?" Rosh slurred, as he slumped in his seat, "Dat you can't drink".
"You are not funny", she grumbled, "with all your drinking today."
"You wan funny", Rosh sat up erect in the passenger seat, "I give you funny. I am funny man."
"Pierre and Boudreaux wash flyin from da Mardi Gras. Boudreaux wash flying da plane, an Pierre wash in da back foolin aroun, like me."
"Da plane hit shum turbulence an started bouncin aroun, like you shum time bouncin aroun. Boudreaux got knocked unconscious."
"He sprawl out all over da steerin wheel. Den da plane start driftin, like I am driftin. But never mine, you here to take me home. You will alwesh be dere to take me home."
She looked at him sharply. Whatever he said, still touched her deeply, whether he knew it or not.
"Well", he continued, unaware of a sudden tear that had appeared in the corner of her eye, "Pierre don't know nuttin bout flyin, an he shtart to get panaky."
"He grab da microphone an holla, "May Day! May Day!"
"Dis Alfa Tiger 2040. Help. May Day! May Day!"
"Boudreaux, him knock unconscious. May Day! May Day!"
"Dis Pierre. I don know nuttin bout flyin dis plane! May Day! May Day!"
"Dis da control tower," shome one anshwer from de oder shide . "Calm down. Don you worry bout nuttin. We gonna splain how you land dis plane, step by step, ah ga-ran-tee!"
"Jus leave everytin to us. Fus, how high are you, an whas you position?"
"Pierre thought a minute, den say, "I'm five foot six an I'm all da way rat behin Boudreaux."
"No! No!" answer da tower. "Wus your altitude, an where your location?"
"Pierre say, "Man, rat now ah got a positive attitude, an ah'm from Thibodeaux, Laweezeeanna!"
"No! No! No!" came the exasperated reply, "Ah needs to know how many feet you got off da groun an how you plane in relation to da airport!"
"Pierre, he start to panak by dis time. He say, "Countin Boudreaux's feets an mine togedder, we got four feet off da groun an I don believe dis plane related to your airport!"
"Den dere was a long pause.... de silence was deafenin..."
"Now we need to know who your next of kin...."