Dat snake, hit be a cotton moufed water mocassin so he had to be real careful or
he'd get bit. He snuk up behine de snake and grabbed him roun de haid. Dat ole
snake din't lak dat one bit. He squirmed and wrapped hisself roun Boudreaux's
arm try'n to get hisself free. But Boudreaux, him, had a real good grip on his
haid, yeh.
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Well, Boudreaux pried hit's mout open and got de frog and puts it in his bait
can. Now, Boudreaux knows dat he cain't let go dat snake or hit's gonna bite him
good, but he had a plan. He reach into de back pocket of his bib overhauls and
pulls out a pint a moonshine likker. He pour a couple big draps into de snake’s
mout.
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