Crises, like most things (eating, drinking, fucking), are best shared with somebody. Whether it’s quarter-life, third-life or, in our case, midlife because we plan on dying in a ritualistic murder-suicide before the age of 70, doing something completely drastic with your boy can really help shake shit up for the both of you, while bringing you closer together in the process. We got our ears pierced, but honestly the sky’s the limit.