One night in a life far far ago while working in a small bar in southern Iowa, I was hanging with some meth dealers......
One of them wanted an ear ring like mine..... He was drunk and I needed the street creds...
So I took mine out and said I would give him mine for a 8 ball. He said he was not pierced...
I told him I could handle that too...
I got my 8 ball, I put a wadded up piece of bread behind his ear and shoved like crazy, He screamed, Blood flowed, and he had my earring......
Everyone was happy,,,that night,,6 months later he was not so happy......