It all started a couple weeks ago. We always walk to where we practice, and this guy who owns a 10 foot span of property we walk through freaked out at us. Ever since then, he's been yelling stuff at us and watching us with binoculars from his driveway. So yesterday his kid picks a fight with my drummer in school. He pushed my drummer, who fell backwards onto a desk, and then a teacher broke it up. My drummer got suspended. Then, his twin brother (and our guitarist) heard about it and went after the kid. He got suspended too, and it was broken up anything happened at all. Now, that meant that we couldn't play at the high school bonfire like we were supposed to last night...so what were we going to do? Get everyone from the bonfire to go to our house, of course. The other band that was playing that night was the twin's little brother(Joe)'s band (great band, too), and they replaced us a with crappy pop-punk band the teachers all like (crappy singer, crappy guitarist, crappy bassist, no drummer, doing Lifehouse songs). So, we got the majority of the people who were still their when Joe's band finished over to the twin's (not that far, maybe a 20 minute walk) and played in his garage. We got not one, not two, but THREE cop cars there. We were loud, especially for a nice little cul de sac (sp?). We were great, too. We were actually moving around, jumping, and head-banging, which we used to have a problem with. We did some Pantera, Ozzy, Rush, LTE, and David Lee Roth (time constraints, what with the fuzz and all). It was a great show, and furthermore our wacked-out crazy plan actually worked. So, what's the craziest gig story you have?