OK, I'll start.
Friday night after the Megatropolis burn we were walking our bikes through the whiteout dust storm and trying to divine the proper direction back to Esplanade...regularly altering our course as we crossed paths with other folks groping for the city. We had our goggles on, but were eating/breathing high-grade playa and had 0 visibility... I begin to hear a fat, familiar beat... it gets louder...I see the outlines of a medium sized MV slowly creeping along...everyone aboard skanking and singing along to "Another One Bites the Dust."
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust-ahh!
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Heyyyyyyeahaaayaayyyyyaayyyyyayyyyeeyaaayeeyaaaaae....