The passenger, Bubba, said "lookey thar up ahead, Earl, it's a po-lice
roadblock! We're gonna get busted fer drinkin' these here beers!!'
"Don't worry, Bubba, " Earl said. "we'll just pull over and finish drinkin'
these beers, peel off the label and stick it on our
foreheads, and throw the bottles under the seat."
What fer?" asked Bubba.
"Just let me do the talkin', OK?" said Earl. Well, they finished their
beers, threw the empty bottles under the seat, and each put a label on their
forehead.
When they reached the roadblock, the sheriff said, "You boys been
drinkin'?"
"No sir," Earl said. "We're on the patch."
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