Doesn't it kind of depend on WHY they're standing there with their faces all screwed up? I was at a "deep house" event last summer that had a nice vibe, not too crowded, when all of a sudden about a dozen surly lookin', Versace-sporting slick haired cats came in, bought drinks, and moved right into the centre of the room (you guessed it, the dancefloor). These guys looked kinda puzzled and seemed drunk as all hell--I think they must have been from one of the smaller cities around Toronto, and someone had told them this place was a good dance club. Well, they obviously weren't feeling it, and instead started being as obnoxious as humanly possible--trying to start fights, grope girls, shouting over the music, etc.
"Tattooed men who are not behind bars are either latent criminals or degenerate aristocrats. If someone who is tattooed dies in freedom, then he does so a few years before he would have committed murder." -- Adolf Loos