Ok...I have officially lost my ever lovin mind! I was on my way home from my psychiatrist appointment today minding my own business and I had to stop by the bank to cash my birthday check. I swing off the interstate and cross over. There at the light I see a cop car has a red car pulled over. Lights flashing. I glance over and the guy in the car has a white tee on and a buzz cut. Thru the tinted windows he looked like Cory. The car looked like the one cory just acquired (dont ask). So I go on up and do my banking and swing back up to where the car is pulled. Now there are two cop cars with lights flashing. I pull into the median behind them. I get out and say..."I think you have my son." They reply "fictious tags and no insurance" and I say "what are you gonna do with him, take him in or what?" Oh no, tickets and the car has to be parked in one of the local parking lots...I can wait and meet them there and take him home. Ok...so I drive over and wait. And wait...and wait. They finally come over and out pops this guy I have never seen before! He runs into the store and I call the cop over and say...what did he say his name was? The cop says Lorenzo something and I said "that isnt my son!" He said...thats ok, he said you werent his momma either...lmao. OMG...now Im stopping at traffic stops for people I dont even know! As if my own difficult child's arent enough I have to take on everyone elses too. LMAO LMAO LMAO.