Re: what is it called? 

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Guys I am sorry to report that the so-called sahara tricksters have expanded their troops to other electronic events I have recently attended.  The game is the same ol classic tap-n-blow.  2 weeks ago I was at a show and I was a victim of this cruel mind game.  One moment I am enjoying the show, the next thing I know I get tapped on my shoulder.  My heart dropped since I knew I had been targeted by the tricksters.  Instinctively I turned around, and thats when I felt it--the blow on my back.  It was subtle but it sent goosebumps through my body.  I turned around and they were gone.  Vanished.  No where to be seen.  I noticed many people on their iphone--possibly photographing me and sending strategic information to the other members.  I was distraught and left the show early.  Please be careful out there in the Sahara tent guys. 

Re: what is it called? 

Originally Posted by k3v1np

Guys I am sorry to report that the so-called sahara tricksters have expanded their troops to other electronic events I have recently attended.  The game is the same ol classic tap-n-blow.  2 weeks ago I was at a show and I was a victim of this cruel mind game.  One moment I am enjoying the show, the next thing I know I get tapped on my shoulder.  My heart dropped since I knew I had been targeted by the tricksters.  Instinctively I turned around, and thats when I felt it--the blow on my back.  It was subtle but it sent goosebumps through my body.  I turned around and they were gone.  Vanished.  No where to be seen.  I noticed many people on their iphone--possibly photographing me and sending strategic information to the other members.  I was distraught and left the show early.  Please be careful out there in the Sahara tent guys. 

Re: what is it called? 

I can't believe I'm even admitting this after enjoying this thread for the past year, but...

There I was, Day 1, in the Sahara tent.  Tommy Trash.  I was only mildly drunk at this point (save the other stuff for when it's dark out) so I did not imagine this.  Most of my group had just left to another stage so it was just me and my girlfriend grooving side by side.  That's when someone tapped on my shoulder.  Knowing that it couldn't be anyone I knew (people in my group usually grab by the shoulders and bear-hug) I ignored the tap, dismissing it as an accidental bump.  5 seconds later I felt the tap on my shoulder again, and I shit you not, felt a distinct blast of air on my shoulder/neck area.  Of course in my drunk attention span, Tommy Trash instantly became superseded by this exact message thread, and not wanting to risk being a victim of the tapnblow, I stubbornly refused to play along and did not turn around.  I let Tommy Trash take back over.  Probably a minute had gone by after that when I decided enough time had passed, then slowly and as inconspicuously as possible, I turned my head around just to see if anyone locked eyes with me, even for an instant, giving away their role in this game.  To my utter disappointment, no one acknowledged me when I turned around, because that's the thing about these tapnblowers, they are better at being inconspicuous than you are. 

Yes, this really happened.  I hope you learned something today about this, because I didn't.  I'll catch them next year.