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Director Vadim Perelman is learning the hard way that once one breaks the gossip sheet ice by having one's barfight-cum-accidental-double-ass-grab arrest made public, every questionable encounter from one's past is now fair game. Today's Page Six turns up the story of a woman who claims that she recently met Perelman at a bar, and that an afterparty at his house wound up featuring fewer guests and more flying furniture than initially promised:

Garcia says she met him that night at The Other Room bar in Venice Beach, where he struck up a conversation and invited her to a "party" at his place a few blocks away. But when Garcia arrived at Perelman's plush pad, the only other guest was his girlfriend, Maia Javan.

The two women had cocktails on the roof terrace while Vadim excused himself. About a half-hour later, Garcia says, Perelman poked his head out the window and asked them to come back downstairs.

"We stayed out for another 10 minutes and then came down to the living room," Garcia recalls. "He came out wearing a bathrobe, and he was in a full-on rage. He was, like, 'I've never been treated so rudely in my own [bleeping] house! You left me alone!' I looked over at Maia, and she kind of just rolled her eyes. But then he picked up a dining-room chair and threw it at my head.

"I grabbed my things . . . I seriously didn't think he would let me leave, but he did . . . I was really upset and started crying. I was totally blindsided. It was just this instant change in his personality."

Even stranger, another woman, who asked to remain anonymous, tells us that Perelman bragged to her on their one and only date that he had "broken" his penis by having sex with so many women on a trip to Brazil. Even creepier, Perelman claimed his wingman on this improbable pleasure trip was none other than Fabio, the beefcake pitchman for "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter."

We imagine that Perelman's lawyer can easily repurpose the explanation he used for last weekend's bar fight to deal with these more minor incidents; expect an official announcement about how the ensuing "confusion" in the aftermath of the botched Venice menage a trois led to the "completely unintentional man-handling" of the dining room chair, and stressing the "unacceptable negligence" of "accidental" wingman Fabio in the "regrettable" Brazilian pubis-fracture.

UPDATE: Perelman's lawyer was kind enough to inform us that 1) the woman making the chair-flinging accusation has made a full retraction of her statements to the Post, and 2) that his defense in the matter is that Perelman is "innocent of the conduct alleged." We really would've gone with the strategy outlined above, but we must disclose that while our ideas for a defense sound great to us, we are not properly accredited $400-per-hour members of the legal profession. Take our advice at your own peril.