No mugshot here, thank goodness! I had a close call in my younger years. I was 14, and me and some friends were running all over town, hopping walls, throwing eggs, etc. We stopped somewhere to smoke some weed, and the cops came from my 3, then my 12. I ran to my 9, but stopped when I saw my buddies had been corralled. We got questioned, and the cops made fun of us for having crappy weed (schwag is way more afforadble at 14 lol). They had nothing on us though, so they let us go. One of our friends had a cool mom (see:irresponsible), so we all lied and said we were staying at their place. She picked us up, we got off scott free, and my parents never found out!
Fortunately I outgrew my mischievous phase after I turned 18.