The Law

Our phone rang at 12:30 AM last Sunday morning. It was Jean, from across the street calling. She said, "I see a police car parked in front of your driveway and another in front of your neighbor's house. Are you alright?" We were alright, in fact we had been asleep! But her call got our attention.
I looked out the window and saw a police officer walk from his cruiser to our nut-job neighbor's house. Ah ha! Nut-job Junior was in trouble! Yippee!
Mrs. Nut-job had gone away for the weekend with her boyfriend, so Junior decided to have an under-age drinking and who-knows-what-else party in her absence.
The police were there for the next two hours as, one-by-one, parents arrived on the scene to transport their kids back home. I thought it was pretty funny to see these punks with spiked hair being escorted to the family mini-van by mommy. Ha!
The last parent showed up at 2:30. As they were leaving, one officer walked out to his cruiser with Nut-job Junior and hand-cuffed him before putting him in the back seat. That was the last we saw of him until Sunday afternoon. I was surprised to see him being cuffed. Is that normal procedure for "minor in possession" offenses? Maybe he was serving something besides booze to his under-age guests.
Mrs. Nut-job is back now. So is Nut-job Junior. I can't wait to read the police report in tomorrow's paper! I wonder when his court date is? Bwahahaha!