There was this odd gig once when my band and another punk band were playing with an emo band. The order was like, they were first, then us, then the 'star of the evening'.
So after this "emo" part was finally over their fans did not left their places just under the stage. You know, just standing there with their fringes and acting like tough guys. There were about five or six of them.
During our part they were literally squashed in a matter of second. They didn't even know how to behave, perhaps they though that my band is gonna play their poppy-rocky-punky music or maybe they were just too stupid to leave the mosh pit. After two songs I asked them to leave, 'cos I was 100% sure the tragedy is about to happen. So they left and everything went to normal.
Gosh, those emo people...