I've been kicked out of a
country!
17 years old at the time (1988-ish). Living near Detroit it was a quick drive to get to the Canada border, where we were legally old enough to drink alcohol. So the commute was done fairly frequently.
Anyway, this one time I had a couple other shady thugs in the car with me. All of us with long hair, denim jackets, Metallica t-shirts, smoking cigarettes, the works. When we got to the customs office the guy waved us over to the side of the road. WTF?
So we pull over and all get out of the car. The agent asked us where we were going. "Mothers" was our standard answer (local pub). Then he asked us to prove our citizenship. We all looked at eachother with a dumb look. I pulled out my driver's license. The agent took it, laughed, and threw it on the ground, "this doesn't prove your citizenship. This just shows you drive in Michigan."
The verbal assault proceeded for a few more minutes, then he told us to get back in the car and use the first turn-around and go home.
Kicked out of a country.
But we saved $5 on the toll! Win!