Well, since this is a continuation of someone else's story, I don't really know where to start. If you haven't read "The Yeah Guy," go check it out... it's in the "Odd Phans" section. My tale begins like this:

I was unfortunately there by myself that night, and had smoked a big ass bowl after not having smoked in over a week, so I was pretty much PHRIED. I had had a streaker use me as a hurdle during the set break (I was sitting, of course.) I saw him coming at me, but had time only to look to the left to avoid prolonged exposure to his flapping genitals. After I got over the drop of "dew" that landed on my face as he leapt over me (I think I'm going to vomit.) I suddenly heard this Violent and Urgent scream during the beginning of You Enjoy Myself, that bellowed up from the depths of hell and beyond - RIGHT behind me. There was ME, and one person back was HIM. Apparently the Yeah Guy snuck right up behind me. Shirtless and all.

"YEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!" I looked behind me, freaked the hell out at this shirtless guy, every muscle in his body clenched up, his jaw and all the veins in his body, sticking out, screaming out the very depths of his soul. "What the phuck!?" I thought to myself and I thought he was going to start punching people he was so excited. Must have been some really bad shit. He had his shirt clenched in his right fist and started waving it around in the air, going "WHOOOO-WHOOOO-WHOOOO-WHOOO!!!!" Just as frantically as he was screaming "YEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

It went on like this for about 5 minutes. I wanted to try talking to him to calm him down but I thought he would punch me if I tried. It's best not to sometimes, that is unless you really *KNOW* the person.

He was LEAPING in the air with superhuman strength, I swear to god, like 2 and a half feet above the earth, he'd come crashing down a good foot from where he landed, and I thought his elbow would eventually come down on my head. I was wary, but I had faith in the situation (only God knows WHY) and didn't really feel like losing my spot, and stayed where I was thinking "better me than some short girl. I can probably take a shot of that magnitude..." He never did hit me or anyone around me. But I guess he finally got the vibes of everyone around us wanting him AWAY, and as he finally bounced away, yelling "YEAAAAAHHH!," his screams getting more and more distant and as they slowly diminished, I finally found the humor in it. I looked at some of the people to his left, and they looked at me, sharing the same wide-eyed look of relief.

I'd like to thank "bonedaddy" for bringing the memory back to me. I was almost in tears remembering this I was laughing so hard. I know it's at someone's misfortune, but damn, that was funny. I really couldn't help it!

Also, if you ARE "The Yeah Guy," email me, because I think I found some of your brain cells and they're still yelling "WHOOOOO!!!" I'd really like to give them back... ...No, really.

-  G-Vegas