Peeing in a Phone Booth

As you can see, many of these posts are just little anecdotes. This post will be no different.
Here's a story from my upstanding, law-abiding friend, Matt. This is how he tells it...more or less:

It was just after graduation this past summer, in Avalon, NJ. The bars closed at 2am, and my buddy Glaz was taking a piss in a phone booth while pretending to be talking on the phone. I needed to piss too, so I took up a position to his left and commenced urinating as well.

Soon after I began pissing on the floor of the phone booth (and a little bit on the walls), cops on bicycles pull up to our booths. Glaz quickly says goodbye, hangs up the phone as if he just got off a call, and begins to back away. I, on the other hand, was blatantly standing there peeing, so the cops ask me what I'm doing. I'm clearly pissing, but decide now would be a good time to pick up the phone. That seemed like a smart idea.

So the cops keep asking me what I was doing, and I say, "Nothing." Now they're giving me a hard time for lying to them, which in my drunkeness, I find ridiculous. And I tell them so.

Then they start telling me that if I give them a hard time, I'll be taken downtown. I guess I scoffed or laughed or something, because they asked me what i thought was funny about this.

I asked how exactly they were going to take me downtown...they're BIKE COPS!

I then suggested that I could ride on the handlebars, at which point they handed me the $150 ticket. Damn it.

And that's why I don't pee in phone booths...often.