You may have laughed when you read that. I did, too. IN fact, I spent most of the night joking about it. Then I stepped outside the house.
This guy in a truck stops his car outside. He yells out the window, 'You wanna fight?' Clearly telling him no, we head out of his way. He somehow misreads that as a signal that we want to fight and gets out of his truck. This is your average South Carolinian redneck who was clearly drunk and weighed somewhere between 240-260. In other words, it's David and the Goliath.
He taunts us nonstop with his incredible use of the word 'fuck,' exploiting it's many uses. He then tries to tell us he is just joking, but we don't believe him. (Why would we? He sounded dead serious to us, plus he was still advancing.) He misread us not believing him to meaning that he should pull a knife out. And then offer it to us.
Why in God's name would we take your stupid knife? He decided to not only choke my bestfriend, but tried to stab him as well. My friend is not new to fighting, and defends himself. He doesn't ever throw a punch; just defends himself. I'm freaking out at this point, and try to talk some sense into the guy. I tell him that we are just leaving, and would love to not cause a problem. After maybe about ten minutes, and maybe a dozen 'yes sirs' we finally made it out. We aren't afraid to go to the law. I'd love to see you try to get out of that one.
I saw fear tonight
And I was scared.

