Guilty.
I had a friend, let's call him... Gary.
Gary was getting bullied constantly because he was small and very skinny, easy pickings.
I came outside one day and found that a group of boys, four or five of them, this was years ago, we're all just beating on him at the park [It was like right across the street]. So I pretty much ran back home, grabbed a baseball bat and when absolutely apeshit.
This process repeated a couple times before other people in the neighbourhood took notice and started helping me keep an eye on Gary. One kid, Matthew even broke one of the bullies' noses.
The streets were real.
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Ever been involved in a street gang?