Oh, trust me, that's not why I'm afraid.
See, if I laugh and even make some suggestions for the next hootenanny you guys plan, I'll be lumped into the "childish fiends" category and then everyone will hate me, throw rotten eggs at my green ears next week, management will put me on a no-sand site, tow my car, etc.
And if I wake up and have a certain type of candy sitting on the mat outside my tent, I'm packing my bags and going home right then and there.
I guess what I'm saying is I'm just not sure I'm ready to take the plunge... so I'll sit here and take notes, buy a fake mustache/nose/glasses if I ever attend any events, and assume a pseudonym.
Thanks for the laugh!