Funny story time. There is a guy in our circle of friends who we all consider a saint. He doesn't drink or smoke, he always goes out of his way to help others, he goes to church every Sunday, all around he's a nice, upstanding guy. About a year back a bunch of us were hanging out around a park and lost track of time and try as we might to hustle out, we were unable to get out before sundown. When we got back to our cars, lo and behold there was a cop waiting for us, ticket book in hand. He took all of our IDs to write out tickets and gave them back to us one by one, talking to our friend the saint dead last. He said "Your friends are all free to go, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to arrest you." We all stood there gobsmacked as we watched our friend get handcuffed and put in the back of the cruiser. Turns out, he had a bench warrant for his arrest for failure to pay a ticket for jay walking. A few hours later, and after a huge check written out by his very unhappy wife, he was a free man again. To this day, we joke about how the nicest one out of all of us is the only one with a record.