So, we went on tour with the Offspring in Europe, in 2000. We'd play for about 20 minutes and then spend the next 23 hours and 40 minutes sitting around on the bus. This led to our ill-advised hairgrowing contest, the results of which you can see here. This is me in Barcelona, about to hit the town. Davey and I rolled to a club at midnight that night, thinking we'd be fashionably late. They told us the place didn't even open til 2 a.m. and we should come back at 4, when the place was really getting going. So anyway, that was when Davey started growing his hair, because of the contest. Obviously, he won.