Placide was having a hard time finding work in Louisiana and finally
decided to try his luck in Houston.  He told his father about his
plans. 
His father said, "Placide, you know they don like cajuns out
there in Texas, no!"  What you gon do when they find out you a Cajun?"
Placide replied, "Mais, my mine's made up, I just gon keep it to ma
self". 
So, Placide takes the Greyhound to Houston.  After a day of
hunting for work he gets hungry and wanders into a small cafe for
supper.
" What would you like?" says the waitress.
Placide looks at the menu and says, "Mais, I tink I have me a
hamburger". 
"Would you like everything on that?"
To which Placide replies: "Hell no!  Cut the rice!  You think I'm a
Cajun, me?"