Boudreaux and Thibodeaux are on the road again . . .
"Boudreaux, we have to get this shipment of mudbugs to Baton Rouge by tonight!"
"Don't worry, Thibodeaux, I already checked ahead. There are three underpasses and our 18-wheeler will fit through all of them, so just keep that motor running!"
"We're not going to make it, I say!"
So, which is it: will there be a very messy accident on Interstate 10, or is Thibodeaux just letting the sound of his own wheels drive him crazy?