Coming home from work tonight, a cop was following me. I always have a shifty from the bar before i leave work so i was a tad uncomfortable about it. I stay in my lane for a couple miles and then my turn came up. I switched lanes. He switched lanes. I turn on my neighborhood street and he hits the lights. Asked me if i know why he pulled me over. I say i have no idea...yadda yadda...someone stole my plates, swapped them with stolen plates and left my registration sticker on the stolen plates. Its been a while since i was surround by cops, its intimidating. Tldr: i gave blowies to a group of uniformed men.