LSU vs. ULL (Please read in your best attempt at a Cajun accent)

This post was requested by my dear friend Sara after I had a brief "run-in" with a University of Louisiana at Lafayette bartender/DJ at the Red Eye in NOLA. Long story short, I asked him to play the LSU fight song and got a less than pleasant response. I marched outside and gave a 5 minute monologue to Sara and a few others in my best Cajun Accent (I have a strange talent at this accent!)on why this man made me mad. This is my follow up. Happy Birthday Woods!

Mais sha, how stoopid you tink it is dat dose ULL Ragin Cajuns tink dat dey are bettah dan duh LSU Tigahs. I mean PUH LEASE!!! Da best way I can describe how we LSU Tigahs feel about does stupid ULL people is dat if we were a catfish pond, we'd be like dah BIGGEST catfish in da pond and dey would be da smallest minnow. I mean seriously, dats how little we care about dem.

Now dey think they all high and mighty and like on our radar screen. Well news flash, you not. Like not even close. You haven't won a football game since you beat dem Texas A&M Aggies and carried the goal post around Lafayette all night long. And dat was in 1997...time to move on sha. Derefore, we don't care about you. Not to mention, we play you because we know we gonna kick ya ass. Its dat game we're like, oh dis is a joke, we just going to tailgate. Thats how much we know we gonna whip up on you. Basically, its a pity game. Sorry Cajuns, we just don't care.

So to Mistah Red Eye Bartender/DJ in New Awlins who told me "I'm not gonna play da LSU fight song, I went to ULL and I HATE LSU." Let me tell you something, dats stoopid. Thats like if you are Rhode Island saying you hate Texas. Newsflash, Rhode Island ain't even on Texas' mind. Dats because Texas could eat Rhode Island for a midmorning snack. And we can do dah same with you.

And don't even make me compare "Cajun Field" to dat big and beautiful Tiger Stadium. No comparison. Like comparing Paris Hilton to Ronald Reagan. You just can't even go dere. So next time you want to talk smack Mistah Bartender, you bettah think TWICE! GEAUX TIGERS and poo poo on you, you little Ragin Cajuns, get ova youself.