At the bar i used to gig at, a very enthusiastic gent told me "you're a freak... i don't mean that in a bad way, but, you can't be normal... how, seriously man... ah, you freak..."
haha, it 'made my night' i guess!
and at a private party, i had a middle aged, very well-to-do gentleman named Hilton dragging me 'round, to show all his friends (whom i would have got to eventually anyway...) 'that one where the blood comes up to the skin...'.
Like i say, stigmata's a great effect. It was more strange than funny, to see a very wealthy, very sensible older gent just lose his social inhibitions for the sake of a card reveal! it was awesome though.
C!