Almost forgot, I have good one for you. Cop stopped and gave a friend and I a ride home at around 2am when our car blew a head gasket 12 miles from home and it was freezing (which is another story in and of itself). It was in Montgomery, dead of winter and unusually cold. But in the car something came over the radio:
"We have a naked black male riding a large Clydesdale bareback firing random shots through the streets downtown in and around (the projects, forget their name)." We all laughed and they said, "yep, it's (Friday or Saturday) night." All I could think of was ghetto Paul Revere. I bet those guys heard all kinds of shit working nights in Montgomery.