This past summer i got my first taste of the Belmar experience. Let's see, I had these nazi storm trooper Belmar cops, all dressed in black, stop me as I walked out of my friend's beach-house and asked me to pour out my drink. I literally took three steps on the sidewalk and these (hidden) cops jump out of the bushes, parked cars, grassy knolls, and surrounded me and made me pour out my drink. All I wanted was a little buzz before I headed to that happenin' place call the Trop Pub. Countless friends got arrested, my friend's beach-house received 2 noise ordinance violations, and I too was harrassed by the beach badge patrol. Really, next year I'm off to the Hamptons. At least over there I can run over people in my SUV and get away with it (for awhile, at least).