Brett
09-11-2006, 08:15 AM
>Two rednecks, Bubba and Earl, were driving down the road drinking a
>couple of bottles of Budweiser.
>
>The passenger, Bubba, said, "Lookey thar up ahead, Earl, it's a dadgum
>police 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, then peel off the label and stick it on our foreheads,
>then 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 empties out of sight and put
>the labels on each of their foreheads.
>
>When they reached the roadblock, the sheriff said, "Howdy boys, ya'll
>been drinkin'?"
>
>"No sir," said Earl while pointing at the labels...."Me and Bubba's on
>the Patch."
>couple of bottles of Budweiser.
>
>The passenger, Bubba, said, "Lookey thar up ahead, Earl, it's a dadgum
>police 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, then peel off the label and stick it on our foreheads,
>then 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 empties out of sight and put
>the labels on each of their foreheads.
>
>When they reached the roadblock, the sheriff said, "Howdy boys, ya'll
>been drinkin'?"
>
>"No sir," said Earl while pointing at the labels...."Me and Bubba's on
>the Patch."