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so yesterday zack, andy, and i were walking sorta by my house and some redneck and his wife pulled up and asked zack if he was wearing a wig. zack told him to eat it or something. well they kept talking shit back and forth and finally the guy go out of his car and was like wanna fight? zack told him to fuck off. the guy ended up getting back in his car and we continued walking. zack made a chicken noise and the next thing i knew this 30 year old guy was charging at zack full speed. he tackeled him and they were fighting. i about shit my pants, what was i going to do? ive never felt so heplless. i seriously wanted to cry. if i would have thought reasonably i could have likle stabed him in the leg with the pocket knife that i just happened to have, or thown the slurpee that was in my hand or at least bite him. andy ended up joining in. the guy got up once zack nearly hit him in the head w/ his skateboard. he tried shaking zacks hand but zack kept freaking out. that was mostly it.