I live about a mile away from Sole Technologies and Etnies skatepark so seeing pros, or hearing about pros, at local parties hooking up with girls I currently have crushes on is painfully common. Especially in the million dollar home on the hills and beaches. For the sake of anonymity, the local douchebag will be referred to as J. Faulk. er. Jack F. Well, Jack F., a runty Irishman with a freckle for every barfight, tends to be sensitive when it comes to other guys trying to "mow his lawn", as the saying goes. So, one night (I believe might've been the same night a girl curb stomped Windsor Jame's laptop), Jack F. finds Dennis Durrant crossing the invisible line and talking to his girlfriend-ex girlfriend-girlfriend and decides that Tony Tave's Aussie associate needs to be taught a little lesson. Little being the operative word. DD, being about a foot taller, takes him out with a punch described to me as being similar to Vince Vaughn's punch to Bradley Cooper in Wedding Crashers and justice reigns supreme. Unfortunately, this is all I know. So, if you were looking for more, replace Jack F. with a komodo dragon and the girlfriend-ex girlfriend with Mila Kunis AND Lizzy Caplan.