No lie....I had some Mexican Federales pull their FAL's on me once for wrecking a rented moped and then refusing to pay for it after taking it off some sweet jumps on the beach and riding it into the surf. "Who me? What did I do?"

Then I paid them off; we chatted about their hardware for a bit and then we went down to the local cantina together for some tacos and cervezas - where they promptly introduced me to the local drug lord (their real boss) and we partied together all night long.

Sometimes it's fun to do bad things. Thank god I'm white and rich.

Viva la Mazatlan!