Over the course of Shark Week on Discovery (which I’ve just finally finished on my beloved Tivo, I really should make more time for TV), something unusual happened.

Mike Kassak is this surfer/skater that used to be the ad assistant or something at Hustler Magazine. When I worked at Big Brother (then owned by Larry Flynt), he was probably the only person I could relate to, since Dave Carnie is too smart for me and everyone else was working on the first season of Jackass. He’s now married to Rita over at DVS.

Long story short, there was a show documenting great white shark attacks on surfers and divers, and one of the surfers mentioned was Mike Kassak. They mentioned his name like five times as a witness to a pretty vicious chomping. How many surfers named Mike Kassak can there be?

I’ve since asked Mike and his wife about it, and they both act coy. In fact, I just sent Rita an email, and she wrote back, “That’s funny–someone else was asking him if it was him too…”

No answers. No more shark shows. Just that Bear Grylls douchebag drinking liquid wrung from elephant turds. [Sigh.]