Former JANE'S ADDICTION and current THE PANIC CHANNEL guitarist Dave Navarro has posted the following message on his official web site:

"OK, here is a little story from [Thursday] night [Jan. 5]. I went to Rokbar [Los Angeles bar/dining lounge co-owned by Navarro, MÖTLEY CRÜE's Tommy Lee and and international spinning sensation DJ Paul Oakenfold] after SRL [Dave's Spread Radio Live broadcast] for Ty Taylor's birthday. We had a lot of fun. It was great to see him, Deanna, Dana, Riss and all my Rokbar friends.

"I get myself situated with a couple of friends at a table and decide to order some food. I was getting kind of hungry. So my food arrives, I'm sitting there eating and this big seven-foot-tall, five-feet-wide guy comes up to me.

"'Is your name Dave?'

"'Yes.'

"'Hey can my sister get a picture with you?'

"'Well, I am eating right now so I can't really do that, but thanx and have a good time.'

"About a half hour later, the waitress comes up to me and says, 'Hey, that guy wants to buy you guys a round of shots.' 'Oh, thank you, but I don't drink.'

"Seems pretty simple, right? Well, another half hour goes by and the guy comes back over to my table and says, 'What are you too good for me? You're too cool to have a shot with me? FUCK YOU, you fuckin asshole!!!' In my head, I'm like, 'What the fuck?' He then loses it and turns over all the drinks and plates on my table and they all go flying into the air and shatter as they crash into each other and onto the table, causing a rain of glass to fall upon me and my friends. Glass goes into hair, clothes and actually slightly cuts up my arm. (I DO mean slightly, but I'll leave it to your imagination for dramatic purposes.)

"The guy started to walk away and leave the bar, I think, realizing what has happened, and I was told I leapt over the table and ran after him. We head outside for the big throwdown, and that's when I realize this guy is as big as he is. Uh oh.

"Anyway, bouncers and security intervene and when I see that I'm all safe, I THEN get all hard and ghetto. 'What the fuck, dude? Let's fucking do this! What's your problem?' All the cliche 'Let's step outside' bar smack. The guy gets into his limo and I say to the driver and all of his friends, 'Keep this bitch here! He's going to jail!' Then I direct it all to him. 'You're going to jail, bitch! That's right motherfucker... Say hello to jail, son!'

"So the security calls the cops, the driver isn't goin' anywhere and it seems like they are gonna deal with it and I go inside. Then I think... 'Ah, the guy is drunk, we are OK... Fuck it, I don't need the cops here. This is stupid.' I go back out to tell security to blow it off and the driver had taken off. I'm like, 'Motherfucker, you are kidding me! They split? The driver split? They evaded?' Then I get really pissed. OK... Bring those cops here now then!

"I must say I was impressed with the response time. Two squad cars pull up in like two minutes. We give them the info and the plate number of the limo etc. They ask me if I want to press charges and have them go out and look for this idiot. I decide that I'd rather not make the rest of my night all about police reports and papers to fill out and all that shit, so I tell them thanx but they can blow it off.

"I guess there was no real 'crime.' I mean, I could have filed a vandalism charge because it's my bar or an attempted assault, but at the end of the day, I was just happy to have a moment of real drama and police and all that shit. I got my little adrenaline rush. That was all I needed. I told the cops that they probably have better things to deal with so blow it off. The whole thing was fuckin fun though. Hahahahaha."