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In University I had a room mate that kept eating my food. Not that I mind of course but he NEVER bought groceries EVER! So one day after months of me *****ing at him with no effect, I peed in my own juice carton in the fridge. Just as I suspected, one day I came home and there was the empty juice carton on the kitchen counter. Twisted and immature but oh so sweet revenge.
Thats ****ing disgusting. And illegal. You could get registered as a sex offender for that...
how is peeing in your OWN juice container illegal?
Her roommate is a thief. That's the only illegal thing in this story.0 -
When I was in high school, a friend of a friend called me one evening with a confession. Earlier that day, she saw another girl literally spit in my food (those soggy square pizzas) when I wasn't looking, and then laughed as I ate it. The next day I went to school and bought another pizza, sat down at the table, and pretended that I didn't know anything. As she turned and whispered to her buddies, I picked up the pizza and smashed it into her face. I started to walk away before one of the teachers noticed. She decided to gather up her friends and chase me across the cafeteria. So I turned around and stood my ground. When her friends realized that I wasn't scared to take on the three of them, they went back to their seats and left her standing there by herself. By this time, everyone in the cafeteria realized what was going on. When she realized that she had lost her back up and that I wasn't backing down, she went back to her seat as well. The story has lived on in infamy as my younger sister (9 years younger) claimed that they were still talking about it when she went to school. I never got in trouble for it.0
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Many years ago...probably middle school age, I used to carry a sack lunch to school each day. The Bus Stop Bully liked to sneak up behind us younger kids and punch our sack lunches, smashing the sandwiches inside.
I finally had enough and came up with a plan. I taped up a baseball, covering it with thumbtacks pointed outwards and carried that in a bag as though it was my lunch. It worked perfectly as Bus Stop Bully got what was coming to him while my "real" lunch remained safely in my gym bag.
You were a mini genius as a child, weren't you?
I was pretty lucky that Bus Stop Bully didn't beat the crap out of me afterwards!!
The great thing about being smart is once you have done something like that, the bullies really have no idea what else is up your sleeve. That is why they never bother you again.0 -
This makes me not want to date.
Agreed. Some of these posts are appalling. O_o
It shouldn't make anyone afraid to date. It should make people be afraid of being a *kitten*. So long as you're not a douche, you'll be just fine
Yea, but I am sure my ex thinks I am a *kitten*, while everyone else that is familiar with our situation knows exactly why I left.
Its all about perception. Basically, there is some crazy people posting on this thread.
Someone leaving you, or even cheating on you, is NOT good enough reason to destroy property or commit felonies.
With that being said, sometimes revenge is sweet
I gave someone an upper decker one time, and mixed rotten milk in a shampoo bottle. Harmless, but good revenge 0 -
In University I had a room mate that kept eating my food. Not that I mind of course but he NEVER bought groceries EVER! So one day after months of me *****ing at him with no effect, I peed in my own juice carton in the fridge. Just as I suspected, one day I came home and there was the empty juice carton on the kitchen counter. Twisted and immature but oh so sweet revenge.
Thats ****ing disgusting. And illegal. You could get registered as a sex offender for that...
how is peeing in your OWN juice container illegal?
Her roommate is a thief. That's the only illegal thing in this story.
Actually, thats a good point. I stand corrected.0 -
This makes me not want to date.
Agreed. Some of these posts are appalling. O_o
It shouldn't make anyone afraid to date. It should make people be afraid of being a *kitten*. So long as you're not a douche, you'll be just fine
Yea, but I am sure my ex thinks I am a *kitten*, while everyone else that is familiar with our situation knows exactly why I left.
Its all about perception. Basically, there is some crazy people posting on this thread.
Someone leaving you, or even cheating on you, is NOT good enough reason to destroy property or commit felonies.
With that being said, sometimes revenge is sweet
I gave someone an upper decker one time, and mixed rotten milk in a shampoo bottle. Harmless, but good revenge
It wasn't just the cheating. He scammed me for a whole bunch of money too. I did my probation for it. I'm not proud of it. But I felt better... at the time anyway.0 -
What's the best (or I could say worst) thing you've done to get back at someone? I egged my ex's car :laugh: I know it was childish & wrong, so please, spare me the lectures. But it was so gratifying & it felt awsome! So what's your's?
Yikes, so many car stories. Whatever happened to not messing with a man's car? Especially a restored '68 vette? Some of you are lucky to have survived...0 -
take all the penis pictures he ever sent you and make a collage and hang it in a bathroom in a lesbian bar, explaining (with his phone number) that he thinks they only claim to be lesbian for the attention.
Make popcorn.
OMG!!!! LMAO!!!!0 -
What's the best (or I could say worst) thing you've done to get back at someone? I egged my ex's car :laugh: I know it was childish & wrong, so please, spare me the lectures. But it was so gratifying & it felt awsome! So what's your's?
Yikes, so many car stories. Whatever happened to not messing with a man's car? Especially a restored '68 vette? Some of you are lucky to have survived...
My ex "borrowed" money to keep his truck from being repo'd. Then when it was time to pay up, he was nowhere to be found. But the scuzzy trailer park trash that he was cheating with decided to call me and cuss me out. That was all I needed to figure out where he was. So I smashed the truck. Would you believe he never actually used the money to pay his title pawn so it still got repo'd anyway? He tried to make me pay restitution, but legally he couldn't because he no longer had posession of the vehicle and he never got the repairs done.0 -
Man I always wished I had the balls to try and get someone back. I seem to have the luck where I always get caught for everything bad I do.
I accidently did some mental warfare on my ex by befriending his new girlfriend. He was quite paranoid that all the things that he lied about would come out - it was kind of funny watching him panic anytime that we would hang out.0 -
no what's sad is you talk about being above revenge and all that uppity crap but yet you can't turn your cheek far enough to get yourself out of this thread. Screw a stupid car if someone did something to an animal I consider family they would be worrying about me ruining their life not their car. Now you can just turn your other cheek and try your best to leave this thread your uppity morals are in the wrong place and definitely off balance.
you're the kind of person I piss off for amusement... because its easy to do and im lazy.Seconding that. If someone ever harmed any of my cats I could guarantee something jail-worthy as revenge. A car is more replaceable than a life, even a pet's.
you're just like above, but even easier because you're just following the first person.
btw... think about what you just said... do you think "blowing up someones car" is not "jail-worthy"?
or are you going to go on about how compassionate you are to animals, and then tell us how you're going to physically harm a human being to the point of being a "jail-worthy" offense?
HAHAHAHA i totally got this thread tangled with another as I scrolled. I saw someone say they always check if the chick in a mustang is hot, natch- and then I got here, confused about who blew up the cute chick in the mustang- and someone was mad cause an animal was in the car?
Its ok- I did re-scroll and am now less stupid. Dont hurt cars. They are more defenseless than animals. Love them.0 -
There was this teacher when I was at school who was constantly being an *kitten* to me; it's not a case of me genuinely misbehaving, he was just incapable of controlling the rest of his class, so took it out on me because I was pretty quiet and less likely to argue. Unfortunately, he'd never heard of the saying "Beware the quiet ones". On top of that, one of my friends was a girl with special needs, and he was even more of a jerk to her, to the extent that he reduced her to tears on god knows how many occasions by telling her that if she tried harder, she wouldn't be in the "special class". So I got some eggs that I had left to rot for quite some time, and hid in a classroom on the top floor, knowing that he always walked by that block when on lunchtime duty (this mostly involved shouting at anyone daring to wear sports shoes- even if they were playing sports). The windows up there were always open, so I waited until he walked past, then proceeded to drop a couple of the home-made stink bombs on his head. And then I ran like hell to where I was supposed to be on prefect duty (by the time he looked up, I'd have been long-gone). Apparently the smell was horrendous, he had to take the rest of the day off, and, best of all (although not so much when he was teaching you), he stank of sulphur for the rest of the week. He ended up getting increasingly angry every time he went near someone and they pulled a face/backed away, which, because he was a dreadful human being, everyone kept doing long after the stench had faded. I like to hope that I made his time at that school as miserable as everyone else's was.
Oh, and when I worked in a greasy cafe, there was this horrible old bint who used to come in and complain about everything. She seriously expected five star service in a place that sold burgers for £1, and frequently wheeled out the line "If you paid attention at school, you wouldn't be working here, would you?" (I tried to point out that I was still AT school, studying for my A Levels, but she refused to believe me). As a result, I wasted an awful lot of perfectly good saliva/phlegm spitting in her food.
Finally, I worked at a chicken processing factory (it was as disgusting as it sounds) for a bit. We had no lockers or anywhere to store our stuff, and someone started stealing my lunch. Every single day, without fail, I'd get on my lunch break, only to find my lunchbox empty. Naturally, I was kind of ticked off about this. So, I ground up some laxatives and put them in my sandwiches. In the UK, food hygiene regulations state that, if you work around food, and you have vomiting or diarrhea, you have to stay off work for 48 hours after the symptoms have stopped. We didn't get sick pay, so that meant a rather meager pay cheque for the week. In retrospect, I regret this one a bit because a) laxative abuse is not really that funny and b) neither is making someone dirt poor for the week, but come on, they ATE MY SANDWICHES.
Incidentally, I eventually found out who the culprit was a few months later, after I quit. He came up to me in the pub and said "I guess I can tell you now that I used to steal your sandwiches. Kind of serves me right that I got food poisoning from them."
Overall, I'd like to do the whole "I prefer to just focus on improving my life" thing, and usually do, but I have a vindictive streak.0 -
Came across very nice and expensive dear stand in one of my trees that was clearly inside my property and posted as no hunting. When initially came across it I just tore it down and figured that was the end of it. Happened to go back to that same area of property a couple of days later to see the dear stand in the tree again. At this point, it was only a couple of days before dear season opened.
That is when I put my plan into action....
The morning of opening day of dear season, my Uncle, neighbor and I had gone out to the same area and hid in full camo, waiting until the a-holes show up. And they did all happy to see the dear stand still in place. I let them get in the stand and get situated, still hidden and waiting for the perfect moment. Then is happened, the perfect dear came through, but I still waited until they had them in their sites. At that point I got up from my hiding spot, walked over to the tree, started the chain saw that I had brought with me and began to cut the tree out from under them.
Needless to say, after they scurried out of the tree asking my what the hell I was doing. I explained they didn't have permission to hunt on my land and was clearly marked as no hunting. I needed firewood and this was the tree I picked. I told them they would be escorted off the property without their dear stand or guns and could return with the Sheriff and game warden to retrieve them. They came back with the Sheriff trying to twist the story a bit but didn't work. In the end, they got fined, a 45 day hold put on their guns (well after dear season) and I ended up with the dear stand.
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In University I had a room mate that kept eating my food. Not that I mind of course but he NEVER bought groceries EVER! So one day after months of me *****ing at him with no effect, I peed in my own juice carton in the fridge. Just as I suspected, one day I came home and there was the empty juice carton on the kitchen counter. Twisted and immature but oh so sweet revenge.
Thats ****ing disgusting. And illegal. You could get registered as a sex offender for that...
how is peeing in your OWN juice container illegal?
Her roommate is a thief. That's the only illegal thing in this story.
Actually, thats a good point. I stand corrected.
Think it all comes down to proof. Had a neighbor in San Diego got arrested for sexual assault for a similar incident. He "Pleasured" himself in his Gatoraide bottle knowing his coworker would just walk in and take a drink (like the room mate that always steals a slice of pizza without asking). Don't think he made it onto any lists (or if lists were around in 1997), but he sure had court fees.
Such a disturbing image! Wasn't that in "American Pie" or something like that?0 -
Oh, just remembered, I had this really annoying housemate at University who constantly stole my food, never washed up, left her skanky unwashed panties everywhere, woke everyone up in the early hours by knocking on the door because she could never be bothered to keep her keys on her, etc. When she went home over summer, I planted watercress seeds in her carpet and liberally watered them. She came back to find a blanket of cress covering her floor.
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Oh, just remembered, I had this really annoying housemate at University who constantly stole my food, never washed up, left her skanky unwashed panties everywhere, woke everyone up in the early hours by knocking on the door because she could never be bothered to keep her keys on her, etc. When she went home over summer, I planted watercress seeds in her carpet and liberally watered them. She came back to find a blanket of cress covering her floor.
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Came across very nice and expensive dear stand in one of my trees that was clearly inside my property and posted as no hunting. When initially came across it I just tore it down and figured that was the end of it. Happened to go back to that same area of property a couple of days later to see the dear stand in the tree again. At this point, it was only a couple of days before dear season opened.
That is when I put my plan into action....
The morning of opening day of dear season, my Uncle, neighbor and I had gone out to the same area and hid in full camo, waiting until the a-holes show up. And they did all happy to see the dear stand still in place. I let them get in the stand and get situated, still hidden and waiting for the perfect moment. Then is happened, the perfect dear came through, but I still waited until they had them in their sites. At that point I got up from my hiding spot, walked over to the tree, started the chain saw that I had brought with me and began to cut the tree out from under them.
Needless to say, after they scurried out of the tree asking my what the hell I was doing. I explained they didn't have permission to hunt on my land and was clearly marked as no hunting. I needed firewood and this was the tree I picked. I told them they would be escorted off the property without their dear stand or guns and could return with the Sheriff and game warden to retrieve them. They came back with the Sheriff trying to twist the story a bit but didn't work. In the end, they got fined, a 45 day hold put on their guns (well after dear season) and I ended up with the dear stand.
Very nicely done!0 -
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Bump, want to keep reading everyones stories:)0
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Also when I found out my husband at the time was using websites to meet people I changed his profile to say he was looking for men. When he posted craigslist ads looking for girls to hook up with I edited them to say he was looking for men.
I did the same thing to my ex...0
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