I was once taken out of my car and handcuffed at gunpoint by what at the time appeared to be every cop in the state of North Carolina under suspicion of recently having committed armed robbery.

Wrong guy, of course, but a very, very interesting hour of my life.

I had went to visit my girlfriend at the time at her college. Her roommate was supposed to have left for the weekend but ended up leaving a day later, so I had to find a place to sleep on my own. I was broke and just decided to park in an abandoned auto store lot where it was dark.

At around 1:00 AM I was awoken by the sound of a very, very large caliber weapon tapping on the passenger's side window where I was sleeping. Technically, it could have been "An official Red Ryder carbine action two-hundred shot range model air rifle with a compass in the stock and this thing that tells time" but when you awake with it pointed at your brain pan, it looks hucking fuge!

I was surrounded by cops with shotguns, rifles, handguns, and what appeared to be a howitzer mounted to a pickup truck (this part though might have been me simply waking up and should not be taken as reliable). I was asked show my hands and I hadn't woken up enough to suppress the 'smart ass' gene I possess so I stuck them through the sun roof.

I was pulled from the vehicle and, well, let's just say the cops were letting me know who was in charge of the situation. They informed me I was being arrested for armed robbery at which point I simply decided to enjoy everything since I seriously doubted I sleep walk that bad.

I was given the 20 questions from 5 different people trying to get me to slip up. None of that happened. One of the cops was familiar with the town I was stationed in at the time and was asking me questions about the area (although using the wrong names to see if I would correct him, which I did).

Finally, one cop got the idea that had I just committed armed robbery that my engine should be warm. It was ice cold.

At that point every officer not holding my head against my hood packed up and left (they realized they had the wrong guy and went back to work tracking down the real perp). The cop handling me uncuffed me and offered me a safer place to sleep in the police station parking lot.

No harm, no foul. And while I'm sure it pissed the cops off at the time, I actually had a blast.