Lucky

So last night I'm out at 4 a.m. eating Viva at a park with a girl and we go to leave and two seconds down the street a cop pulls me over. He said I didn't fully stop at a stop sign and some other shit, then asks if my parents know I have their car. I tell him probably not, so he calls them to ask if it's cool. Suprisingly, they say yes. So he gives me back my stuff and tells me just to watch out for stop signs. He asked us what we were doing and I told him eating Viva and he got all stoked and started talking about how much he loves it. I think the Viva part kind of saved me from getting a ticket. That is so awesome, I wish all cops were as cool as him.