It is 1985 and the whole Mötley Crüe is gathered at Nikki's place to spend some time together. As expected, the night has included a hell of a lot of beer. After a bit your bandmate, Nikki Sixx, had the great idea that you should pierce his ear

So now you are all sitting in Nikki's living room. You, Vince, are sitting on the floor next to Nikki, who is eagerly waiting for you to pierce his ear. Tommy is sitting on the couch, sipping his beer and watching closely. Mick, on the other hand, is not impressed in the least as he sinks back into the armchair he's claimed as his

Mick: I can not even begin to describe just how bad of an idea this is