That reminds me of the Bergeron baby.
Dem Bergeron have a baby wid' his little t'ing all twist up like a corkscrew. Dem Arcenaux go to visit. Marie, she say, "Toby, you don' say nothin' about his little t'ing -- dem Bergerons feel bad about dat, yeah."
An' Toby, he say, "Don' you talk me like dat! I know how to talk to people!"
An' Marie say, "I'm told you dis, you don' embarass me wid dem Bergerons, no!"
So dey visit dat baby. An' Arcenaux say, "Dat's a fine lookin' boy."
An' Bergeron say, "T'ank you. I t'ink he look like his daddy."
An' Arcenaux put out his finger and dat baby grab it. Arcenaux, he say, "He got a strong grip, yeah."
An' Bergeron say, "I tink he be strong man like his daddy."
An' Arcenaux say, "He got dem cute little eyes."
An' Bergeron say, "Doctor Mouton say he got perfect vision."
An' Arcenaux say, "Dat's good, 'cause he got to aim good wid dat t'ing he got!"