I was 17, and had the stereo rockin at the house a little too loud. I just finished putting foundation, eye shadow, lipstick mascara, stockings, open bottom girddle, and then the lights go off. All power, etc. One of my neighbors complained about the music and a pair of cops showed up. Knocked on the door, and I didn't hear them, so they went around and hit the breaker.
I had the window parly open and they could not see me thankfully, identified themselves, and said they had received a complaint. Turn the music down, and we will not have to give you a citiation.
Needlesss to say I was a little bit concerned.
