Received by e-mail from Jen at Looking for Dave:
Boudreaux was driving down the street in Breaux Bridge in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place.
Looking up toward heaven, he said "Lord, take some pity on me. If you find me a parkin' place, I'll go to Mass every Sunday fo' de ress of my life and give up drinking beer and chasin' wimmen."
Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
Boudeaux looked up again, and said, "Nevermin', I foun' one."