So my cousin-of-sorts and her boyfriend (a Henrico County police officer) were here for dinner; pretty cool. He told us about a friend-cop of his that saw a guy walking down the street with two cases of beer. He called out for the guy to stop (to check his age?), and the guy started running. The cop caught up to him and asked him, "How old are you?" "21." "Why'd you run then?" "I forgot I was 21."