Now isn't he just the most *precious* thing in the world???

Dancers: how many times has this happened to you?

You're sitting at work/school/home/wherever, and the people around you are talking about how their weekends went....
"Dude, I went to see this badass movie!"
"I played video games all weekend"
"I went to this house party"
"I went shopping"
"...to the beach"
"...stayed in bed sleeping in"
"I did underwater pencil-sharpening"

Then it's your turn...When you tell them about your weekend (presuming you just got back from a dance event), do you have to wipe that big grin off your face that you've had plastered on for the past 10 minutes?

"I went to another city/state and had a 3 day long party with about 1000 other people."
Seriously guys, how lucky are we? Is it illegal, having this much fun? Yeah, we pay for it for the next week, trying to catch up on all the sleep we lost. But damn, was it worth it. Then we're revving up our engines for the next event.. and when the starting gate opens up on Friday after work or classes (or Thursday/Friday daytime for all you lucky bastages who don't have strict jobs or classes) we're leaving 15-foot tracks of rubber on the roadways, a whirlwind of clothes that weren't selected strewn about our floors, and driving like bats out of hell (cutting those 7 hour drives into 4-5 hours) to get there as fast as we can to get the party started (or to get to the airport to get there, depending on where you're going). <br>
So.. let's hear it. I want to know about your craziest, wildest, most off-the-wall dance event-related weekend experience! What was the weekend that made you call/email/message everyone you knew on Monday to tell them about it?
Keep it SOMEWHAT clean, folks. We have Jailbait on our lists!