So totally losing my touch

Once upon a time, Charles and I got caught making out in the BMW. Totally normal teenage antics, right? Aside from the fact that these police were bored, so they surrounded us with five police vehicles and a paddy wagon. Five! Now there's a respectable number. Last night, shofixti and I were sitting in my car outside his house, having a nature vs. nurture discussion that we weren't quite ready to end. I was supposed to be dropping him off after the Sharks game, and instead we sat and talked for about an hour, with the engine running. Apparently, this disturbed one of his neighbors, who called the police. You know how many cars they sent? Two. TWO! I only warrant two these days! Bah. At this rate, in another five years, I won't warrant police attention at all. What's the world coming to?