People can be really sh^tty. As you get older, you learn who is on your side and who just wants to take advantage of you and who the shady folks are.
These AskReddit users all got screwed over…but they decided to take action and get back at the folks who wronged them.
Let’s see what they did…
1. It took four months…
“Back in high school i dated a girl for 6 months before she decided it wasn’t working out anymore and she cheated on me with about 6 guys and stole my iPhone and wallet to buy drugs. I wanted to report her to the police like my parents encouraged me to and to prevent me from doing such her brother jumped me while I was walking home with his friends and busted open my lip pretty badly and threatened to kill me if i reported him or his sister (this is South Florida, so i believed he would do it).
My dad got a new job and we moved to a new city but i was still pissed about this whole situation so i did the next best thing. I created two F*ke facebook account of a random hot girl and guy, spent some time making it look legit with friends and such and added her brother on facebook with the girl and my ex with the guy.
It wasnt too long before he started flirting “me” up and tried his best to get in this girls pants. on the other hand, having already courted my now ex i knew exactly what to say to charm her to the point that she was in love with me. This is where it all begins to get fun.
I started a sexting relationship between the brother and sister with me as the intermediate thanks to google voice. Both of them had fairly typical south florida bodies so nothing really gave anything away and i did a fair amount of photoshopping to remove identifiers in the room that may give away anything.
This went on for about a month and a half totaling about 200 or so nudes between the two of them when i decided to reveal the curtain and send a group of unedited pictures that included key identifiers (face and rooms).
Oh holy jesus how sh^t went down. I only wish i had some way to see how they reacted. Friends who still lived there told me her brother moved in with his dad that week and that they no longer spoke.
All in all, about 4 months till i got my revenge but it was amazing.”
“Friend and I were fishing at a local creek when my friends brother pulled up. Being the d%ck he normally was he started throwing rocks in the creek to scare the fish and then he threw my friends bike in the creek. We were 13 at the time, my friend was crying and I felt so bad. I jumped into the creek and got his bike out, told him we would get his brother back.
About a month later we were fishing again and it was the dead of summer. I told my friend today is the day we get his brother back. Caught a 2/3 pound carp, threw it up on the side of the bank and left it there until we were done fishing. At the end of the night went back to his place his brothers car was sitting on the street, we took the carp sliced it open and threw it under the drivers seat and rolled his windows 3/4 up.
The next morning when we woke and left I forgot about what we had done. Well when I rode past JT’s car I noticed the window was kind of black and then I took a closer look it was covered in flies. I actually got scared because I did not expect to a window caked with flies. By the time I got home I was laughing in tears because his brother was always such a d%ck to us.
Fast forward to baseball practice about 3 days later, friend had a black eye but smiled at me when we made eye contact. His brother flipped out and ran into his house and punched him in the face. His mom flipped out on his brother, brother was grounded for the rest of summer. His mom said that my friend would never do such a thing and he played along and acted as if he had no idea. Apparently the smell never really left the car. We nicknamed his brother lord of the flies.”
3. Sneak attack.
“A school bully repeatedly knocked a binder from my best friend’s hands every single day while we walked down the hall. Now we were in high school back in the pre-Columbine era, so people didn’t fre*k out as often when kids did f*cked up sh^t.
I convinced my friend to stick tacks through an entire side of his binder, turning it into an extremely dangerous spiked weapon and just hold on extra tight while waiting for the bully to come do his thing. The kid lacerated his hand pretty badly. After he slammed his hand down into it my friend held on and yanked back.
Jackass didn’t try that sh^t again.”
4. Hose him down.
“I’m immune to poison ivy, so I was always uprooting it in our yard (About a full acre). I’d left it on this concrete area behind our garage (Because that’s where it was near when I pulled it out. Hey, I was/am lazy.) Anyway I frequently walked down to a fishing pond across this canal in my neighborhood (This is in south Louisiana) I didn’t always have a functioning bike and the walk was only about a mile. A ‘Big kid’, probably 2-3 years older than me, was a real jerkass.
He’d do stuff like ride by me on his bike and act like he was gonna high-five me, but then slap my face and ride off, laughing. Anyway, one day he did that, and I went back home, upset. I got my water gun and was gonna shoot him if he messed with me again. Then I saw the poison ivy and got an evil idea. In the bucket it went with some water, stired it all up good, then dumped that in my water gun. Went back to the pond. On the way back home he came around messing with me again. I hosed him down and he broke my gun, but man it was worth it.
From what I hear he didn’t go back to school for almost two weeks.”
5. Happened to my brother.
“Not me, my brother:
When my younger brother was about 3, my father had to look after him for the day. The plan was that he, after asking his boss, would take him into work for the day. It was office work, and he was friendly with his boss, so my mum assumed it was no big deal.
My father, however, didn’t want a toddler distracting him all day, so he left him in the car with the radio on and a carton of apple juice. (This is Britain, so it wouldn’t overheat, but either way he was being an arse.) At the end of the day he returned back to his car to drive home, expecting a sleeping toddler who wouldn’t tell his mother a thing.
Instead, upon his return, he found his son jumping up and down on the front seats to the radio on full blast, naked and laughing, slipping around and covered in sh^t. He had soiled himself, removed his nappy his faecal matter EVERYWHERE. sh^t was smeared all over the driver’s seat, the windscreen, the steering wheel, the satnav, the drivers window, even hand printed on the ceiling. Our dad didn’t even know that toddlers could even produce this vast amount of t*rd. The only car seat that was completely untouched was his own.”
6. You showed him.
“One time when I worked in a small video store as an assistant manager there was this one customer who was being a real as$hole to the point where I got fed up with his sh^t and threw him out. He had been an as$hole to every single other employee in the store, including our boss. He was just a mouthy harrassing j^rk(it would take way too long to go into the details).
Anyway, I saw him in a little strip mall nearby one time and he was bragging to some guys about he was cheating on his workers compensation. Then he pulls out this wad of cash and waves it under their noses like a Japanese fan. “I got all this f*ckin free money from lying about my injured hand!” What an as$hole.
Anyway if you go into the blue pages of the phone book you’ll find this listing in all cap letters that says;
WORKERS COMPENSATION FRAUD HOTLINE
-and take a wild guess what video stores keep in their records? Full name, home address, and phone #. Not only did I turn this guy in but was also able to provide great detail as to exactly how he was faking his injury as he explained it to his two friends.”
7. Dealing with a bully.
“I moved around a lot as a kid. Dad in the Army. Parents divorced. Not staying in one place made long-term friendships impossible. But my situation attracted bullies like flies.
I moved to a new school. A bully picked up my scent instantly. Tripping and shoving. Making fun of my clothes. Nothing too terrible, but I was already unhappy, so I felt miserable anyway.
One school day, I asked to use the restroom. I passed by said bully on the way into the bathroom. He actually didn’t do anything to me this time.
When I entered the the restroom, someone was in the only stall, cr*pping on the floor. I walked out of the bathroom, disgusted, ready to tell on them (I was seven at the time).
I was ready to reenter my classroom when an incredible, yet devious idea came to me. I went straight to my bullies classroom and walked inside.
Everyone looked at me, which normally would have given me enough hesitation to turn me 180o and back to class. But that day, I didn’t so much as pause. I walked up to the teachers desk, pointed at my tormentor and boldly proclaimed that he had sh^t on the bathroom floor.
The teachers reaction was better than I could have ever expected (for me). She made him follow her into the restroom while he cried and slobbered out ‘I didn’t do it! he’s lying!’ over and over again. She then grabbed a wad of paper towel, handed it to him and we watched as he picked in up and put it into the commode. She thanked me for telling her and told me to go back to my classroom.
This happened about twenty years ago. I still look back at this moment as a turning point in my life. Like I became me then.”
8. Urine everywhere.
“At an all male military boarding school during high school, there was this HUGE douche on my hall. We took his Febreze bottle and filled it with piss. Then took said bottle and sprayed his pillow, wall locker and opposite corner. So he gets back, smells urine and immediately grabs his Febreze and douses EVERYTHING. Eat a d%ck, Donovan. Eat. A. d%ck.”
“During the last year or so of my marriage, I was spending a lot of time out of town, commuting for 3-4 days a week for work. One night I was working remote and decided to do some upgrades on my home computers, so I remote in and notice that the connection is REALLY slow. I do some network traces and find that my wife’s computer is participating in a video chat with someone in another state, one where she has no family that I know of. Huh. Curiosity piqued, so I start to monitor more stuff, like IM conversations which are not encrypted.
Over the next few weeks I keep my mouth shut as I collect more evidence, mostly Yahoo! and AIM conversations. I also had installed security cameras around my house because we had problems with the neighborhood kids, and eventually I catch footage of some guy coming and going from the house – at one point even driving my car. I still keep my mouth shut because I know if I say anything my wife would just lie about it and somehow make me out to be the bad guy. I know who the guy is by now, and I gather more data on him. And then he does it. He plugs his laptop into my network.
So, I’m a network engineer and security admin by trade. I know networks, I know how to monitor them, and I know how to .. fiddle with data. My wife knew this, the guy she was messing around with knew this, but he was still dumb enough to enter my domain and play around on my network. I start grabbing usernames and passwords, email accounts, IM accounts, etc. I reroute all of their web traffic through a proxy so I can monitor where they go and how they login. Eventually I hit the jackpot – dumbass runs a fairly well known gaming forum that is a major source of revenue for him, and he logs in without using SSL.
He thinks it’s secure because vBulletin hashes the password before sending it in clear text. However, if you know the hash you can use it just as well as the password itself! I use his admin username and password hash to login and make a few admin accounts for myself, naming them something inconspicuous and changing the account creation date to make them look old. At this point I could have just wiped his entire site, but that would be too easy to fix – simply restore a backup. No, I had a better idea. Every day I went back and deleted random posts older than 6 months. Then I deleted every post older than 6 months. I did this for 3 weeks straight before the guy suspects anything. I notice he kills one of my admin accounts, so I quickly assign admin privileges to my wife’s account then delete all my other admin accounts.
She calls me in a panic because her new boytoy is flipping out on her because it looks like she is the one who “hacked” the forums and deleted the content. Thousands of posts are gone and there is no way to restore them because a full restore would wipe out 3 weeks of new posts. She appears to be the only other person with admin access aside from the owner, and he is PISSED. I plead ignorance and pretend I never knew about the forum until she called me. There is no reason I would know about the forum. They never made the connection between him using MY home network and his forum getting hosed. To this day new users are not allowed on the site unless they are referred by an existing member.
They never figured out what happened. The incident caused him to break off whatever he had going with my wife, which really left her stranded when I told her a month later that I was divorcing her. I had collected enough evidence from their IM conversations and her forum posts to satisfy my need for closure. She still has no idea how much information I gathered about her second life.”
10. Deserved it.
“I used to live in a very small town, like 250-300 people. We had no stores, gas stations etc.
One day a local guy decided to open up a little store that sold the basics like groceries and rented movies. He hired a few of us highschool kids to work the store, and promised us $50 a week for the summer to be paid at the end of the summer.
We agreed, and started working. We gave up a summer stocking shelves, cleaning the bathroom, lawn care and whatever else.
Well the end of the summer comes around. It’s our last day of work, and he comes by with our pay checks. $50. For each of us. For the whole summer.
Needless to say, we weren’t too happy, but his words were “what the f*ck are you gonna do about it? Drop the key off at my house since you won’t need it anymore”.
We came up with a plan to pay this douche bag back. Before locking up the store for the last time, we left a window unlocked. We dropped the key off at the house. Around midnight, we were back at the store. Grabbed as much as we could, cigarettes, money from the register, candy. Probably about $1000 worth of sh^t, locked the window, then left through the emergency exit that had no alarm. There were also no cameras of any kind.
Next day there were cops there. He accused all of us of doing it, but had no proof. He ended up having to shut down the store a few months later because the town heard how he didn’t pay us and stopped doing business there.
I don’t feel bad. f*cker deserved it.”
11. That’s pretty bad.
“When my brother and I were kids, we used to play in our front yard all the time. Once, we were playing baseball and our ball rolled down the hill into our neighbor’s backyard. Anyway, my brother and I went inside to find another ball to play with. In those 5 minutes, he walked up the hill and pounded on our front door. My mom answered and he flew into a rage at her screaming about the “god damn kids ruining his lawn.” My mom tried to calm him down, but he put back his fist as if he was going to punch her. When my mom flinched, he started to laugh and spit on our doorstep. My brother and I saw everything and declared covert war.
We were smart. We waited until he wouldn’t be too suspicious. To this day, we haven’t been caught… because everything “could” have just happened naturally. We didn’t do everything at once, but rather over the course of many years. Here is a rough list of all the things I remember doing:
*poured female deer lure into his car’s and house’s A/C intake vents to perfume his air with an unholy stench. *saved up all shards of sharp glass, nails, etc and would scatter them on the ends of his driveway. *bought high strength / concentrated weed killer and would apply it liberally to his prized shrubs / flowers. *found his car in public parking lots and threw balogna on it to ruin the paint job. No clue if this one actually worked though. *collected road kill and assorted dead critters we found (we had cats) and would throw them under the tarp that covered his pool.
*Waited until they went on vacation and put sugar all over their doors and window sills in hope that bugs would get into the house and nest.
I still don’t feel guilty. The guy was a huge pr#ck. Still is a huge pr#ck, actually.”
12. Towed away.
“I worked at a place during college that served sandwiches and coffe. It was a cool place, a lot of people hung out there and I liked everyone i worked with, but my boss was the biggest as$hole in the world. One week on pay day he got all the employees together and told us that we wouldn’t be getting paid that week and we would have to wait until next week. We were fine with that but when the next pay day rolled around he didn’t have the money.
This went on for about a month. We were all working under the table and he told us that if we quit we would never get any of the money he owed us (we later found out he never planned on paying us). We found out he was blowing his cash on coke and gambling. He stopped showing up to work for like 3 weeks so it was just the employees running the store. In those three weeks we gave away pretty much everything in the store for free. Literally emptied it out. Anyone who came in and ordered something got it for free. We even had a party there one night, open mic and everything. So he finally shows up and he looks like he has been awake for a week straight.
He comes in fre*king the f*ck out, threatens to beat the sh^t out of us, starts throwing things around. I was in the back and saw that he was double parked outside, so i call the campus towing company that was literally a block away. While he is fre*king out at us one of the employees says, “hey, your truck is getting towed.” he runs outside and watches his Escalade get towed away, we all bounced out the back door and never looked back.”
13. Dear old Dad…
“My dad used to live in an apartment building with assigned parking, as in every tenant had a designated space that only they were allowed to park in. Well, my dad would regularly come home to find someone else parked in his spot. He had asked the guy politely several times not to park in his spot and had even talked to the landlords who had done nothing about it, so one day he got home to find the guy parked in his spot again and decided enough was enough.
My dad had always worked on cars, ever since he was thirteen. He had a jack in his trunk and used that to jack the guy’s car up off its rear tires. It was a rear wheel drive car which meant my dad now had control of the car. Using the jack he pulled the car across the lot and left it somewhat hidden behind a dumpster. Then he let the car down, put away his jack, parked in his spot and went up to his apartment.
Later that day he got a knock on his door. It was a police officer with the inconsiderate neighbor behind him. The officer asked my dad what he had done with the neighbor’s car and my dad looked him right in the eye and said “He parked in my spot and I’ve asked him several times not to do so, so I lifted his car up and set it over by the dumpster.” Now, to give you an idea about my dad, he’s 6’5″ and back in the day was really well built.
He also has only one eye, and the F*ke one he’s got has always been too small, giving him a constant “madman” look. When he told the officer that he’d lifted the car and moved it himself and even pointed out where the car was through his apartment window the police officer’s eyes got as big as dinner plates. He turned to the neighbor and said “Sir, I recommend you never park in this man’s spot again.” Guy stopped parking in my dad’s spot after that.”
“My friend pulled a fairly innocent prank on me. To pay him back, as we got to a very busy airport to fly to Vegas I put a lead lined bag (used to protect film going through the x-ray machine) in his carry on. They had to check his bag right there, in it I put a dildo, a tube of “anal-eeze” lubricant.
A loose deck of naked men playing cards and dozens of extra small condoms. He of course looked horrified, pleading that it wasn’t his, which it wasn’t, but no one believed him. They put everything back laughing and he was allowed through.”
15. In front of her parents.
“My girlfriend of 3 years that I dated through high school broke up with me my first semester of college. We went to different schools and I later learned she was hooking up with one of her guy friends there. Anyways when we both were on break she asked me to bring back all the stuff she had given me, (presents, sweatshirts, cards, etc) so I drive to her house with all the things we’ve exchanged in the past 3 years, once I got to her house I saw that she had invited all her friends over and they were sitting with her along with her parents in the garage.
Anyways I walk up with her sh^t and exchange, everyone there had that smirk on their face like they were laughing at me. Anyways as I give her back her things I say “if only I could give back your virginity” the look on her parents faces was absolutely priceless, and I walked out of that lions den with the biggest smile on my face.”
Well… that was a trip worth taking! Some people got some SERIOUS revenge. But sometimes that’s how it goes, right?
Which of these stories did you think was the most messed up? Let us know in the comments!