When I entered the bathroom, it was evident that Andrew was passing a wereloaf. The grunting and groaning were haunting. I'm sure that turd could have single-handily decimated the entire Cullen (Twilight) family had it not met its maker.
The moment social anxiety hits (often during conversation) and you think of all the worst possible outcomes and you can't stop your thoughts from snowballing leading to a slew of rambling texts or speech making the other person uncomfortable and possibly scaring them away.
I didn't get a text back, and I couldn't stop; I turned into a weirdwolf again.
The word defining a situation where the hysteria of others, involved or not, erupts because the sarcastic weirdology of another. Declare it when you witness it to draw out the expressions of deep belly chuckles of agreement from others in the area.