Before we were married, my wife and I were parked off road in a local park, late at night, having sex.
Just after we finished, a ranger pulled up behind my car. I jumped back into the drivers seat (damned stickshift!), And tried to quickly put on my pants (sweat pants). Somehow I got both legs into one leg of the pants when the cop knocked on my window.
I rolled down the window, and the only thing I could think to say was “how fast was I going, officer?”
That is the closest I’ve come to being mouthy with a cop. Saying Hail Hydra is just asking for trouble.