Day 12: Dear Boudreaux, I sorry to tell ya but I not your true love anymore, no. After da fais-do-do, I spent de night with Jacque, de head piper. We decide to open a restaurant and gentleman's club on de bayou. Dem ladies can learn lap dancing and make $20 ever guy come in. De Lords we stop leapin and make waiters an valet park de boats. Since de maids doan have no more cows ta milk, I goin train dem set my crab traps, watch my trotlines, an run my shrimpin business. We gonna gross a million clams next year.