funny story... we used to go grab some bottles and 30 packs all the fuckin time back in the day...worked like a charm. had the getaway driver ready...the plan was, if u get chased, run around behind the store, down the street. i was the driver, and i was gonna swing around and pickem up...instead, these dumb motherfuckers run STRAIGHT to the car (this was the only time they ever gave chase). i skirt out with my headlights off and we think we're scott free, eating at mcdonalds...all of a sudden, i get a call on my cell saying it's the police dept. We had already told a friend that we had a real close call, so i assumed it was another friend playing a joke, so i literally tell the guy "fuck off." I say, "even if this is the cops, how would u get my cell number? it's not even listed under my name..." He replies, "the car was registered under your parents name, so we called them and they gave us the number." BURNED!!!! not only did these piggies call my parents, they told them that their car "was used in a liquor store robbery." so, obviously, my moms flipping out, and my dad is going nuts breaking shit. hahaha. in the end, we had to drive back, return the beer...i didn't even get written up...spilled some mouthpiece on the store owner, he didn't press charges, so only my 2 homies who went inside got minor in possession charges....good deal. anyway, haven't done it since....1