"Don't worry, Bubba," Buford said. "We'll just finish drinkin' these beers, peel off the label, stick it on our foreheads, and throw the bottles under the seat."
"What fer?" asked Bubba. "Just let me do the talkin', OK?", said Buford.
Well, they finished their beers, threw the empty bottles under the seat, and each stuck a label on his forehead When they reached the roadblock, the sheriff asked, "You boys been drinkin'?"
and Willy says 10-4.