LOL Cops pulled me and my two friends over for buying alchohol. He put me and my friends in cuffs and I asked if he would please adjust them because they were on my wrist bone, he kindly responded "you'll be fine delinquent" He searched us and turns out my bag had a fixed blade 9" knife (felony) that I actually didn't know was in my pack. He said it was my school backpack and that I bring knives to school because I am a "delinquent" and I was spending the night with "the big boys" this is when I started to get a bit agitated, he put all three of us in the back of the little tiny cop car. Those seats were hard as fook, one of my friends is 6'1" he sat on one side, my other friend who is 6'5" sat in the middle and I who am 6'1" sat on the side, we were cramped as hell and it hurt like hell. He said whatever gets said gets recorded and will be used against us in court. He said this as I was being put into the car and my friends said they had been talking shit about the cop, we really didn't give a f*ck anymore. I spit on his steering wheel cause there was wire instead of glass, he never noticed...We were fucking breathing recycled air in the car and the windows were fogging up and he opened the door, said what are you three boys doin in here? You guys queer? He smiled and shut the door. My dad came and picked me up and laughed the whole way home. I didn't even drink the alchohol it wasn't even opened. The cop turned out to be a cool guy and he didn't file the reports, he took the alchohol and drank it for all I know. Dunno what cops do with alchohol. I hate being a delinquent youth with no rights...