I met Mike at the Frustrators. He was a massive goofball that kept yelling at me and pushed me around a couple of times. He can't draw/write or read music, and he is a snarky asshole I loved it. I also told him he was the inspiration for everything I want to be in my life and he said "awww" and initiated a hug. He also told me a great story about Belinda Carlisle and her boobs, judged me for being dirty and flying to the US on a credit card, and initiated the goodbye hug when I told him I had to fly home to Aus the next day. Aaand he took a photo of my tattoo on his phone. He was perfect :') and I have no need to meet the others because nothing could top that weekend.