Well Gents… as dumb as this sounds, we all hopped in a dirty pickup truck with bare-knuckle pong player, Phil Beddoe, and his cheeky, bird-flipping orangutan, Clyde, to go see about a girl in Los Feliz. Along the way, we duked it out with dirty cops and a Nazi ping pong gang bent on our destruction. It sounded kinda awful (because it was) but somehow we enjoyed that nutty ride.