Oddly enough I was joking with the wife about very similar last night. I have an almost otherwordly ability to skate,when Im guilty as sin, and somehow finding myslef looking at jail house doors when Im totally innocent.
In Philly there's two levels of in deep.
First the station house,Im very familiar with the confines of the Roundhouse as its called. But if you get put back in a paddywagon after you get booked in the Roundhouse,well you screwed up this time son because your mega officially in custody, and shant be leaving custody without a lawyer at best.
In a fit of what I can only in hindsight describe as Philadelphia Police humour, I hadnt done a damned thing wrong, and Im back in the paddywagon. The whole ride Im thinking WTF, because I was screaming innocent this time. I go through the full transfer and everything, right to "tattoo's,circumsized?" and getting double checked (Why do they bother asking,if theyre just going to look anyway?), only to have the warden look down at the release sheet, look up at me, and ask, "Can you think of any reason why we're holding you?"
An awnser of "No,I have no idea" and a 20 block walk later, I went back to bed

One of the only times I can remember being rousted,where I was %100 guilty, it was worth the fine. Allways remember kiddies, a well placed middle didgit costs you at least 124.73 American dollars.
So make it count