During my youth, I did lots of strange, stupid and forbidden things that I tried to smooth over with implausible explanations to parents, teachers, professors, supervisors, lovers and other people. Probably even a cop or two.
I might have even said something like this:
Now, whether the cop believed me, I won't say--mainly, because you know the answer. All I know is that when I woke up, I wasn't in jail. But I sure had a headache--and a bike to fix!