I had a goon riffling through my van one time and he cam up and said "If you're honest with me, I'll be easy on you."
He looked me in the eye and asked " Where's the gun?"
I guess he had looked through some boxes from helping a friend clean out a garage and there was a .410 shell in one of them, so he had to find a gun, too. What a goon.
He turned out to be a real idiot and I beat his charges and made a fool of the prosecutor who went and appealed it twice and got spanked both times. His little village got incorporated and he lost his job running his checkpoint, and I doubt he stayed on after they got incorporated into big town.
Prosecutors don't like it when you screw up their percentage, but she tripled the loss by being an idiot in appeals court, too.