what i 'd do was fold a paper bag and stuff it down the front of my pants and then go in the grocery store , saunter very casually back to the beer aisle-they sell weak-ass 3.2 beer in grocery stores in oklahoma-and when no one was looking , i 'd pull out the sack and stick a six-pack inside , and then put on my most angelic huckleberry finn expression and walk out the front door as if i did n't have anything but a sack full of count chocula and fig newtons under my arm .