me and my buddies were walking home with a 24 pack, we stopped in a closed gas station to finish them off. as soon as we open a few up a cop rolls through. He starts askin us questions. he asks who bought the beer and my friend said he got it off shore (we were in shelter island, if anyone knows the tip of long island) and the cop then asks "well how old are you?" my friend replys, "18" and the cop tells him to hand over his fake id. my friend gives it to him then asks, "well, can i have it back?" the cop says "no". my friend replies, "PPPLEEEAAASEEE?!". The cop said, "if you want it your coming to jail with me." then he goes around asking how old we are and then our names. I, like the drunk idiot i am, gave a fake first name and my real last name. he goes through all of that with all of my friends then asks to see id. i told him i had none. he then pats me down and says, "you sure about that pal?" I answered saying, "fine here it is" then, i farted. the cop said, "oh my god, who farted, that was terrible." I answered, "it was me sir." He said, "my eyes are tearing." We all had a laugh and then he asked again to see my id. luckily, he didnt realize i gave a fake first name, otherwise id be in trouble. he eventually let us go on the condition we pour our 24 pack out. we did so, or so we thought. our buddy ended up saving 6 by hiding them and we all enjoyed them on the long walk home. the end.