So yesterday, I was at my mom's house. It's hot as hell. It was in the neighborhood. Wanted to go check on mom, see her. Sitting there talking to mom Then I get a call from my grandmother My grandmama who I had spoken to earlier Because I was going to check on her But she said I got fans going I got breakfast I'm good Grandma calls me says it's a disturbance at her house So I'm like I'm on the way Mom get in the car We driving I see the lights flash behind me I'm like you know I think I might have yelled out an F-bomb And then I was like I'm typically calm in those situations So I pull over It's taking him all damn day to get out the car. Both of them get out the car, went on my mom's side on the passenger, went on my side, rode on my window, police officer, got his nails all manicured. They dangling, shining in my face. He's like, you know, you roll through the stop sign. You know, you never admit to anything because that's how they get you. Once you admit and say, I did it, then they got you. So I was like. Legal advice. You feel me? So I was like, okay. Hit him with an okay. You know, that's, you know, I'm not in any direction in there. There's no admission of guilt at that time. Say, okay. Say, you got your license? Bang. He said, you got your registration? Now, allegedly, my tags were expired in April.