One of my American buddies here in China went to the Gathering, I want to say about 10 years ago? and he has the craziest stories. The one I remember is he was shooting the shit in a group around a campfire, everyone is clowned up with makeup, and he is hammered drunk. He's talking to a stranger and over the guy's shoulder he sees this little person come running full speed at them with a folding chair held over his head. The dwarf runs, jumps onto a tree stump, and then into the air bringing the chair down onto the guy head. BANG! The guy is pole-axed, just out for the count, and no one knows what the fuck is going on. Is it real? Is it some pro-wrestling or Jackass shit? The little person pulls out a battery powered hairclipper, grabs a fistful of the dude's hair, and then proceeds to shear off the rest, leaving him with just a tuft on top. Then he runs off.
They check the dude out and find out 'oh shit, this is real. He really is knocked out.' When he comes to he's really pissed off. Who fucking hit me? What happened to my hair? Everyone assumes he knows the guy who did it and there's some sort of connection, but as they explain it to the guy he's even more confused than they are. His words: 'what the fuck, man! A midget? I don't know any fucking midget'.
Woop woop, ninjas.