3 am after some drinking with a friend, was coming home after getting some snacks at the local super wally world...and then getting kicked out of it for playing "hit your friend on the knees with a toy lightsaber", was about a mile from my house on a well lit highway.
And we see the red and blues in the rear view mirror.
He starts panicking, as he's driving, but only marginally sleep deprived.
I was nicely toasted like a marshmallow.
We pull over, and the cop walks up to his side.
"License and registration?"
My friend gets the info for him, and the cop looks at him with a straight face, asks him if he was drinking, which he'd not been....and then asks him if he can see.
Followed very quickly by me smacking his arm."You A**hat, you left off the headlights!"
Followed by my friend's asking the cop to go easy one him, and so, me, in my well inebriated and sharing state, reach into the back seat, grab one of the snacks we brought with us, and offer it to the cop.
To this day, I am very lucky that cop had a sense of humor. Any other cop would have been mad a drunk yelled at him out a window "Would you like one of my donuts?!"