My cousin said that this apparently happened (idk if it's true or not) but here it goes... When my cousin was in 8th grade, his lunch started going missing randomly. My cousin was really confused but he went along with it. One day my cousin makes himself a spicy sandwich because he loves spicy food. Then that same day at school he's walking and he sees a kid and his friend searching for water desperately. Y cousin asks if everything is OK and the kid says "no i just ate the most spiciest sandwhich ever ate". My cousin says "you know that's my sandwhich right and that's my lunchbox". The Kid just ran off and left his lunch box and half sandwhich
Had a teacher in high school who liked to tell us stories (the drama teacher). Apparently when he was our age he and his friends would go out on "Snowman Patrol" basically they would destroy any snowman they found. A kid on the fringe of the group begged to be taken on patrol. First snowman they find the kid rushes it doing a headfirst tackle hits it and falls vertically to the ground. The owners had sprayed it with water which had frozen solid. Kid broke his collarbone.
This new neighbor in my apt was known to sell and do drugs. They had 3 kids (8-15) living there too. My parking spot was to the left of theirs, and they were on the end, so they had like 3ft of room to the right of their spot, but always chose to park over into my space while I'm at work, leaving me to park on the street. Even when I'm parked in my spot, they choose to park super close, and always ding my 2 doors. I've taken pictures, told the apartment office, which all they did was release a newsletter that didn't help. So I submitted a police report with photos, their plate # and vehicle; again, nothing comes of it. Their truck is 2017 Ford F150, looks like it's been in a few accidents already, and would be sold for parts if they chose to sell it. My car isn't the newest (2005), but it's well maintained and is only starting to rust now. Anyway, I get fed up, and take my pocket knife out with me. I cut deep enough to ruin the paint and made about an 9 inch scratch on their truck. I knife their truck every time I notice a ding on my passengers side doors. After about a week, they got the hint. I parked on the street for about a month in case they decided to retaliate. I know they aren't on good terms with the law, so they weren't going to do anything, and their truck was already a piece of shit. I always check around my car when parking in a lot, so if I notice a ding, I am 100% going to knife your vehicle back at you for being a c**t. ps. I always check their doors range of motion to be sure it was the vehicle that did it. If it wipes away, I'll usually forgive it, but if you're a truck or some overpriced car, ya gettin' knifed. TLDR: neighbors dinged my car, apt office and police did nothing, so I knifed their truck.
You know sometimes you don’t someone’s car on accident and there’s just not anything you can do ab it right? I’ve done that a couple times, accidentally opened my door too hard and hit the car next to me, made a tiny scratch or dent. I feel bad and didn’t mean to do it, but there’s nothing I can do. Knifing or keying someone’s car for that is just fucked up man, and why does the price of the car matter?
I was a cook and this person named Lanale would always leave the kitchen a mess and unstocked for me and one day I took all of his name tags and cutout the L and the e leaving only the name Anal. He stopped acting dumb after.
It have rained a few hours before and the street still had some puddles. A car passed splashing the water all over me and my white dress. A few meters ahead he stopped at the red light. So I walked there and threw my strawberry milkshake inside his open window directly onto the panel exploding milkshake everywhere inside the car.
@Inferno Games 😂😂😂... It's funny now, but when I did, I panicked thinking the dude would come after me, so I ran the opposite direction of the traffic.
im imagining that this dude probably just wasnt paying attention and didnt see you and splashed you by accident and he's there waiting for the light to turn green and from his perspective some completely random person walks up and throws a strawberry milkshake at him and he's just stunned
My senior year of high school, I studied relentlessly for a test on the play Othello. The day of the test, I walked into class and found out the test had been downgraded to a quiz. The difference being 20% of the semester grade to 5%. Added to this, I hadn’t shaved and the teacher sent me to the office. I dry shaved my face in a few second with a terrible razor, went back to the class bleeding profusely, took the quiz in less than a minute and slapped it against my bloody face before I turned it in. I was never sent to the office to shave again.
Our high school rodeo team was a great bunch of kids, older ones spending lots of time helping newbies learn the ropes, the best supportive team in our whole sports program. We got a transfer student in one year, Buck, who was always an obnoxious jerk, bragging he was the best, won top honors back in his home state & all that junk, made fun of younger members' mistakes instead of instructing them like a real teammate should. One of our Cowgirls got inspiration to get revenge on this guy for being an a-hole at our school carnival. They had a fund raising booth with an old-fashion wooden stocks where you would pay to have a friend locked in & people would donate $4 to throw a water balloon at your head to raise money for charity, and you would get really wet with just one (late May, hot weather). She got on the PA system, pulled Buck up on the booth's platform & announced we had a real fine, committed young man who wanted to raise $100 for the charity. Since the crowd was cheering & telling Buck what a good guy he was, he couldn't back down. Buck must have stood in those stocks for a half hour getting pelted with balloons and was soaked all over when he got out, but he got the message and was a better teammate after that.
I went snow shoeing with my cousin who I hated and decided to sit on the snow with nuts on my lap (peanuts and cashews) and soon I had a chirping army. When my cousin started bugging me I sent my birb army after him. I just threw nuts at his face and a bird or two would hit him with their feet
My ex-neighbour was a total moron had no respect bad mouthed us and stopped talking to us for some strange reason. Anyway we moved house and a few days before we left I'd bought mint seeds cause I heard they're hardy, grow anywhere and everywhere, I chucked all the mint seeds over the wall in to their garden front and back. I hope they were plagued with annoying plants.
TL;DR : Girl kept calling me names and was being horrible, I stole her student ID so she couldn't have a hair appointment Girl was being a bitch to me in middle school, calling me "greaser" because of me having long hair even after telling her to stop (and before you say anything, no I'm not that old, we just had done a project on "The Outsiders" in Language Arts). She was one of those "pretty girls" in class who focused on everything other than school, and didn't do shit. (I was also in a group project w/her once and learned that the hard way) In orchestra later that week, since she also didn't do anything there, she was loudly talking to her friend about getting her hair done. I asked her to stop, which prompted her to tell me to shut up and call me greaser again. Then they kept talking about her appointment, and mentioned how she needed her school ID to do it. Which just so happened to be within arm's reach of me. At the end of class, when everyone was getting ready, they turned away, and I quickly took it, threw it in a shelf where they couldn't find it, and left. Bitch never found that ID and I never was blamed.
I read a story about a guy who would always feed ravens, to the point where they waited for him and called out when he came out with food. A neighbor kept bullying the guy and kept chasing the ravens away. He started noticing that his car had dings and scratches. He was certain it was the bird feeder guy, so he set up a camera. It wasn’t him. No matter how many times the bully fixed his car, it kept getting dings and scratches with no one going near it. Eventually, he moved away. Turned out to be the ravens flying out of camera range and dropping stuff onto the car
Started a new job once, finally at a place with an actual breakroom... AND for the first week, it was nice. Yeah, there was the usual "give the new guy crap" stuff, but nothing remarkable, and I'm cool with goofing at work... BUT the second week, my lunch mysteriously started to go missing... I even asked around and assured, I could spare a second lunch if someone's having trouble or just can't spare the time or whatever to get what I get. I DO cook for myself... so there's that. BUT no honesty... no revelation. I tweaked my usual barbecue sauce recipe for my pork sandwich... It was still slow-smoked, a process suited for weekends with nothing much better to do... ONLY into the sauce I upgraded the peppers to habaneros (yes, plural into a single batch of sauce) and I added horse-radish... a LOT of horse-radish. Now... I actually LIKE horseradish. I'm not always in the mood for horseradish, especially in regards to "sprucing up" a normally smoky, tangy, lightly sweet barbecue sauce... I also happen to enjoy habaneros... I'm a reforming adrenaline junkie - turned "pepper-head"... SO I've grown to enjoy habaneros sliced right over my nachos the way they do the jalapeno slices "conventionally"... ...SO for me, the usual sandwich and sea-salt and vinegar chips was a sweat inducer, BUT since I worked in a warehouse setting, no big deal... It wasn't long before I figured out who was stealing my lunch, though. There's an interesting effect when mixing a fresh horse-radish burn with a remarkable pepper's burn... Psychologically, it's easy to confuse your brain. You see, normally, the horse-radish "tear-gas" can't breathe right effect is INTENSE, but only lasts a few seconds... In less than a minute, without a re-introduction of the stuff, you lose the sensation... BUT while the pepper is burning, and warming, and growing in the back of your throat, your brain can get confused and it's like your eyes just keep boiling in the horseradish... It's not "real" and (well, at least for me) there's a difference. You can tell it's just the memory of the horseradish "tear-gas" effect... BUT it's difficult to keep your composure... AND every new bite of pepper and horseradish Hell is another wave of sensations... feeding off each other in such a fashion. If you like it, well... It's pretty friggin' AWESOME... If it's too much (and this is the delicate balance) it's easy for it to get REALLY REALLY AWFUL... AND for the lesser experienced and uninitiated, many remarkable peppers have a side effect in the lower gastro-intestinal territory. The Hell of it going down doesn't usually compare to the Hell exponentiated of when you're getting rid of it... The poor bastard missed almost a week of work... and was subsequently replaced. The night shift Director decided to "look into it", as rumors had gotten around about my lunch situation... AND I offered to split my usual sandwich with him. ONE bite later, he was suffering horribly, and staring at me while I consumed the entire remainder, including what was left of the half he couldn't eat. Then the investigation (such as it was) was over. I advised (and he listened) that he get good cold whole milk and sip it, rinsing it through his mouth before swallowing. If you're going to mess with spices, it pays to know the safety rules as well as your limits... AND never EVER mess with a pepper-head unless you've been at least initiated to the culture. ;o)
@@volespirit247 I don't know... There's a weirdly thin line between "badass" and "just plain stupid". I've been told it has to do with a certain proportion between "balls" and "brains". I still enjoy some of the excitement, but that adrenaline hit's a hell of a drug... I'll be "reforming" probably until the day I die (read "it kills me") haha... BUT I stick to things I'm practiced at, and let the spice take up the rest. AND I just like spicy food... sometimes it's enough to run the Thai kids out of the room... Most times, it's just hot enough to get a good sweat going... BUT I'm probably not the person who should get asked if something is particularly hot... ANYWAYS... Thanks. ;o)
My own little petty revenge: I was a band student in school. In 9th grade, my parents couldn’t afford to pay the band fees right away, which I explained my teacher. A couple months in, my mom and dad still didn’t have the money, despite me asking repeatedly. Whereas most times you get legit sheet music in school, we got photocopies of the original. A couple of mine had a few crinkles in the paper. My teacher comes up to me in class, grabs my sheet music, and tells the entire class “this is why you get the music folder.” Then he puts the sheet back on my podium and looks at me and says “you’ll be paying for that.” Completely makes an example out of me in front of all my peers, for something I couldn’t control. I go to my mom that day, tell her what happens. She calls the school, teacher doesn’t care. She gives me the permission to drop band at semester change in a few months. Semester change comes, and I take my sheet music, with my name on it, and place it on his podium (he’s not there at the time). We then have a few days of no class. Come back at the start of semester 2, and I’m at my locker (which is by the band room). Who should come strolling out his room at the time? But mr band teacher. I’ve never seen a more angry glare on a person before, or since. And all I could do was just smile like the proud little shit I was. He ended up getting fired a few years later apparently. He had a habit of bullying students. Made an old friend of mine cry once.
WARNING: GROSS CONTENT AHEAD. If you have a queasy stomach it might be best to skip this comment. Back when I was in kindergarten my teacher had a habit of placing her hand on students shoulders while teaching and speaking to them. She had been touching my shoulders in specific more than I cared for one day, so I decided to do something about it. At the time I had a runny nose and was sneezing all day. So, I sneezed [it was incredibly messy and disgusting] and wiped it all over both of my shoulders. The next time she came over to put her hand on my shoulder, she shrieked because of the gross mucous all over her hand. I didn't get in trouble because she wasn't supposed to be touching students, anyway. She was an okay teacher, just very touchy feely and didn't like me because I had trouble writing. I was left handed, but my dad, who is also a lefty, wanted me to be right handed and so I had a lot of difficulty trying to re-learn how to write, color, etc.
Worked at a car dealership in the wash and detail department. It is common for other dealerships to trade new vehicles with each other in the event their customer wants something that Isn't in their own inventory. So when one of these new vehicles arrives it would be my job to remove the other dealership's stickers and anything else advertising that dealership and put on ours stickers. One dealership we would often trade with would put on an accessive amount of stickers on their vehicles. One on the trunk, left fender, right fender, and on the underside of the hood. They were a pain in the ass to remove without risking scratching the paint. So I started putting our dealership stickers in the exact same places they were on every vehicle they wanted from us. Did that for about 6 months then finally noticed they reduced the amount of stickers they were putting on theirs to just 1 on the trunk. So I guess they finally got the message.
Doing this obstacle course race held in my state. At one point, this kid knocks me into hot mud and doesn’t even apologize or help, just goes “Gotta finish, gotta run” and *smirks.* Later on, I reach the hay bales at the same times as him. The hay bales were huge, I was tall, the rude guy was really short. He’s struggling to get up as I just watch and giggle. He gives up and asks if I can help him up, and I say “Gotta finish, gotta run” and climb over, leaving him behind. Bit childish, but saw him come out 45 minutes after most runners.
Some one stealing lunch out of fridge at work,, so we made a roast beef sandwich with red grease topping.. found it in trash with a big bite missing.. nothing was ever touched again..
My brother and I adopted two male cats from a family friend. Our mom had them fixed and one of them, I forget witch, peed on a shirt of hers when he got home.
People egged our house, so obviously I called them names at the third time and egged their house and threw an egg at them, so far no egging have happened. It helps that the entire neighborhood is scared of me.
this isn't exactly good revenge, but it is for a 6 year old so when i was 6 and in class i asked one of my classmates if i could borrow one of her colouring marker things, she said no. so i told the teacher, she said "well its hers if she doesn't wanna share its ok". AND SO I SAW HER WALKING TOWARDS ME (my back was on a wall for some reason and she was walking pass me) and i was still annoyed so i just put my leg forward and let her trip over me, best part is she thought it was her and i didn't get in trouble
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My cousin said that this apparently happened (idk if it's true or not) but here it goes...
When my cousin was in 8th grade, his lunch started going missing randomly. My cousin was really confused but he went along with it. One day my cousin makes himself a spicy sandwich because he loves spicy food. Then that same day at school he's walking and he sees a kid and his friend searching for water desperately. Y cousin asks if everything is OK and the kid says "no i just ate the most spiciest sandwhich ever ate". My cousin says "you know that's my sandwhich right and that's my lunchbox". The Kid just ran off and left his lunch box and half sandwhich
Had a teacher in high school who liked to tell us stories (the drama teacher). Apparently when he was our age he and his friends would go out on "Snowman Patrol" basically they would destroy any snowman they found. A kid on the fringe of the group begged to be taken on patrol. First snowman they find the kid rushes it doing a headfirst tackle hits it and falls vertically to the ground. The owners had sprayed it with water which had frozen solid. Kid broke his collarbone.
Lol
Lol
Snowman vengeance is sweet 😂
This new neighbor in my apt was known to sell and do drugs. They had 3 kids (8-15) living there too.
My parking spot was to the left of theirs, and they were on the end, so they had like 3ft of room to the right of their spot, but always chose to park over into my space while I'm at work, leaving me to park on the street.
Even when I'm parked in my spot, they choose to park super close, and always ding my 2 doors.
I've taken pictures, told the apartment office, which all they did was release a newsletter that didn't help. So I submitted a police report with photos, their plate # and vehicle; again, nothing comes of it.
Their truck is 2017 Ford F150, looks like it's been in a few accidents already, and would be sold for parts if they chose to sell it.
My car isn't the newest (2005), but it's well maintained and is only starting to rust now.
Anyway, I get fed up, and take my pocket knife out with me. I cut deep enough to ruin the paint and made about an 9 inch scratch on their truck.
I knife their truck every time I notice a ding on my passengers side doors. After about a week, they got the hint.
I parked on the street for about a month in case they decided to retaliate.
I know they aren't on good terms with the law, so they weren't going to do anything, and their truck was already a piece of shit.
I always check around my car when parking in a lot, so if I notice a ding, I am 100% going to knife your vehicle back at you for being a c**t.
ps. I always check their doors range of motion to be sure it was the vehicle that did it. If it wipes away, I'll usually forgive it, but if you're a truck or some overpriced car, ya gettin' knifed.
TLDR: neighbors dinged my car, apt office and police did nothing, so I knifed their truck.
You know sometimes you don’t someone’s car on accident and there’s just not anything you can do ab it right? I’ve done that a couple times, accidentally opened my door too hard and hit the car next to me, made a tiny scratch or dent. I feel bad and didn’t mean to do it, but there’s nothing I can do. Knifing or keying someone’s car for that is just fucked up man, and why does the price of the car matter?
I was a cook and this person named Lanale would always leave the kitchen a mess and unstocked for me and one day I took all of his name tags and cutout the L and the e leaving only the name Anal. He stopped acting dumb after.
Wow
Elegant. 😁
Lana
It have rained a few hours before and the street still had some puddles. A car passed splashing the water all over me and my white dress. A few meters ahead he stopped at the red light. So I walked there and threw my strawberry milkshake inside his open window directly onto the panel exploding milkshake everywhere inside the car.
@Inferno Games 😂😂😂... It's funny now, but when I did, I panicked thinking the dude would come after me, so I ran the opposite direction of the traffic.
im imagining that this dude probably just wasnt paying attention and didnt see you and splashed you by accident and he's there waiting for the light to turn green and from his perspective some completely random person walks up and throws a strawberry milkshake at him and he's just stunned
@@Monochrome2004 it was a narrow street with room for only one car. He accelerated the car on purpose when he got closer to the puddle.
@@Ly7vi i suspected that but it's still funny to imagine the alternate situation
Epic.. 😂😂👍
My senior year of high school, I studied relentlessly for a test on the play Othello. The day of the test, I walked into class and found out the test had been downgraded to a quiz. The difference being 20% of the semester grade to 5%. Added to this, I hadn’t shaved and the teacher sent me to the office. I dry shaved my face in a few second with a terrible razor, went back to the class bleeding profusely, took the quiz in less than a minute and slapped it against my bloody face before I turned it in. I was never sent to the office to shave again.
Our high school rodeo team was a great bunch of kids, older ones spending lots of time helping newbies learn the ropes, the best supportive team in our whole sports program. We got a transfer student in one year, Buck, who was always an obnoxious jerk, bragging he was the best, won top honors back in his home state & all that junk, made fun of younger members' mistakes instead of instructing them like a real teammate should. One of our Cowgirls got inspiration to get revenge on this guy for being an a-hole at our school carnival. They had a fund raising booth with an old-fashion wooden stocks where you would pay to have a friend locked in & people would donate $4 to throw a water balloon at your head to raise money for charity, and you would get really wet with just one (late May, hot weather). She got on the PA system, pulled Buck up on the booth's platform & announced we had a real fine, committed young man who wanted to raise $100 for the charity. Since the crowd was cheering & telling Buck what a good guy he was, he couldn't back down. Buck must have stood in those stocks for a half hour getting pelted with balloons and was soaked all over when he got out, but he got the message and was a better teammate after that.
@Brady Phillips Guilty as charged, sir!
I've never heard of a high school rodeo team but it sounds cool lol
@@melon9127 Yes, we had lots of fun, worked hard & got my first dachshund puppy as a prize once!
I went snow shoeing with my cousin who I hated and decided to sit on the snow with nuts on my lap (peanuts and cashews) and soon I had a chirping army. When my cousin started bugging me I sent my birb army after him. I just threw nuts at his face and a bird or two would hit him with their feet
😂
Take all the labels off of canned food? Ha. You have never been poor. Cat food is probably better for you than spam.
My ex-neighbour was a total moron had no respect bad mouthed us and stopped talking to us for some strange reason. Anyway we moved house and a few days before we left I'd bought mint seeds cause I heard they're hardy, grow anywhere and everywhere, I chucked all the mint seeds over the wall in to their garden front and back. I hope they were plagued with annoying plants.
TL;DR : Girl kept calling me names and was being horrible, I stole her student ID so she couldn't have a hair appointment
Girl was being a bitch to me in middle school, calling me "greaser" because of me having long hair even after telling her to stop (and before you say anything, no I'm not that old, we just had done a project on "The Outsiders" in Language Arts). She was one of those "pretty girls" in class who focused on everything other than school, and didn't do shit. (I was also in a group project w/her once and learned that the hard way) In orchestra later that week, since she also didn't do anything there, she was loudly talking to her friend about getting her hair done. I asked her to stop, which prompted her to tell me to shut up and call me greaser again. Then they kept talking about her appointment, and mentioned how she needed her school ID to do it. Which just so happened to be within arm's reach of me. At the end of class, when everyone was getting ready, they turned away, and I quickly took it, threw it in a shelf where they couldn't find it, and left. Bitch never found that ID and I never was blamed.
I read a story about a guy who would always feed ravens, to the point where they waited for him and called out when he came out with food. A neighbor kept bullying the guy and kept chasing the ravens away. He started noticing that his car had dings and scratches. He was certain it was the bird feeder guy, so he set up a camera. It wasn’t him. No matter how many times the bully fixed his car, it kept getting dings and scratches with no one going near it. Eventually, he moved away. Turned out to be the ravens flying out of camera range and dropping stuff onto the car
Started a new job once, finally at a place with an actual breakroom... AND for the first week, it was nice. Yeah, there was the usual "give the new guy crap" stuff, but nothing remarkable, and I'm cool with goofing at work... BUT the second week, my lunch mysteriously started to go missing... I even asked around and assured, I could spare a second lunch if someone's having trouble or just can't spare the time or whatever to get what I get. I DO cook for myself... so there's that. BUT no honesty... no revelation.
I tweaked my usual barbecue sauce recipe for my pork sandwich... It was still slow-smoked, a process suited for weekends with nothing much better to do... ONLY into the sauce I upgraded the peppers to habaneros (yes, plural into a single batch of sauce) and I added horse-radish... a LOT of horse-radish.
Now... I actually LIKE horseradish. I'm not always in the mood for horseradish, especially in regards to "sprucing up" a normally smoky, tangy, lightly sweet barbecue sauce... I also happen to enjoy habaneros... I'm a reforming adrenaline junkie - turned "pepper-head"... SO I've grown to enjoy habaneros sliced right over my nachos the way they do the jalapeno slices "conventionally"...
...SO for me, the usual sandwich and sea-salt and vinegar chips was a sweat inducer, BUT since I worked in a warehouse setting, no big deal...
It wasn't long before I figured out who was stealing my lunch, though. There's an interesting effect when mixing a fresh horse-radish burn with a remarkable pepper's burn... Psychologically, it's easy to confuse your brain. You see, normally, the horse-radish "tear-gas" can't breathe right effect is INTENSE, but only lasts a few seconds... In less than a minute, without a re-introduction of the stuff, you lose the sensation... BUT while the pepper is burning, and warming, and growing in the back of your throat, your brain can get confused and it's like your eyes just keep boiling in the horseradish... It's not "real" and (well, at least for me) there's a difference. You can tell it's just the memory of the horseradish "tear-gas" effect... BUT it's difficult to keep your composure... AND every new bite of pepper and horseradish Hell is another wave of sensations... feeding off each other in such a fashion.
If you like it, well... It's pretty friggin' AWESOME... If it's too much (and this is the delicate balance) it's easy for it to get REALLY REALLY AWFUL...
AND for the lesser experienced and uninitiated, many remarkable peppers have a side effect in the lower gastro-intestinal territory. The Hell of it going down doesn't usually compare to the Hell exponentiated of when you're getting rid of it...
The poor bastard missed almost a week of work... and was subsequently replaced. The night shift Director decided to "look into it", as rumors had gotten around about my lunch situation... AND I offered to split my usual sandwich with him. ONE bite later, he was suffering horribly, and staring at me while I consumed the entire remainder, including what was left of the half he couldn't eat. Then the investigation (such as it was) was over. I advised (and he listened) that he get good cold whole milk and sip it, rinsing it through his mouth before swallowing.
If you're going to mess with spices, it pays to know the safety rules as well as your limits... AND never EVER mess with a pepper-head unless you've been at least initiated to the culture. ;o)
You sir/madam, are a badass.
@@volespirit247 I don't know... There's a weirdly thin line between "badass" and "just plain stupid". I've been told it has to do with a certain proportion between "balls" and "brains".
I still enjoy some of the excitement, but that adrenaline hit's a hell of a drug... I'll be "reforming" probably until the day I die (read "it kills me") haha... BUT I stick to things I'm practiced at, and let the spice take up the rest.
AND I just like spicy food... sometimes it's enough to run the Thai kids out of the room... Most times, it's just hot enough to get a good sweat going... BUT I'm probably not the person who should get asked if something is particularly hot...
ANYWAYS... Thanks. ;o)
My own little petty revenge:
I was a band student in school. In 9th grade, my parents couldn’t afford to pay the band fees right away, which I explained my teacher.
A couple months in, my mom and dad still didn’t have the money, despite me asking repeatedly. Whereas most times you get legit sheet music in school, we got photocopies of the original. A couple of mine had a few crinkles in the paper. My teacher comes up to me in class, grabs my sheet music, and tells the entire class “this is why you get the music folder.” Then he puts the sheet back on my podium and looks at me and says “you’ll be paying for that.”
Completely makes an example out of me in front of all my peers, for something I couldn’t control. I go to my mom that day, tell her what happens. She calls the school, teacher doesn’t care. She gives me the permission to drop band at semester change in a few months.
Semester change comes, and I take my sheet music, with my name on it, and place it on his podium (he’s not there at the time). We then have a few days of no class. Come back at the start of semester 2, and I’m at my locker (which is by the band room). Who should come strolling out his room at the time? But mr band teacher. I’ve never seen a more angry glare on a person before, or since. And all I could do was just smile like the proud little shit I was.
He ended up getting fired a few years later apparently. He had a habit of bullying students. Made an old friend of mine cry once.
As a child I encountered my fair share of bullying adults. As an adult, I don't understand adults who bully children. Glad he got fired
"I'm sorry, Professor, I must not tell lies"
-Harry Potter
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Who's here because of the puppy in the thumbnail? So cute!
WARNING: GROSS CONTENT AHEAD. If you have a queasy stomach it might be best to skip this comment.
Back when I was in kindergarten my teacher had a habit of placing her hand on students shoulders while teaching and speaking to them.
She had been touching my shoulders in specific more than I cared for one day, so I decided to do something about it.
At the time I had a runny nose and was sneezing all day. So, I sneezed [it was incredibly messy and disgusting] and wiped it all over both of my shoulders.
The next time she came over to put her hand on my shoulder, she shrieked because of the gross mucous all over her hand.
I didn't get in trouble because she wasn't supposed to be touching students, anyway.
She was an okay teacher, just very touchy feely and didn't like me because I had trouble writing. I was left handed, but my dad, who is also a lefty, wanted me to be right handed and so I had a lot of difficulty trying to re-learn how to write, color, etc.
What kind of parent WOULDN'T want a son/daughter that's physically similar to them in some way?
Worked at a car dealership in the wash and detail department. It is common for other dealerships to trade new vehicles with each other in the event their customer wants something that Isn't in their own inventory. So when one of these new vehicles arrives it would be my job to remove the other dealership's stickers and anything else advertising that dealership and put on ours stickers. One dealership we would often trade with would put on an accessive amount of stickers on their vehicles. One on the trunk, left fender, right fender, and on the underside of the hood. They were a pain in the ass to remove without risking scratching the paint. So I started putting our dealership stickers in the exact same places they were on every vehicle they wanted from us. Did that for about 6 months then finally noticed they reduced the amount of stickers they were putting on theirs to just 1 on the trunk. So I guess they finally got the message.
Doing this obstacle course race held in my state. At one point, this kid knocks me into hot mud and doesn’t even apologize or help, just goes “Gotta finish, gotta run” and *smirks.* Later on, I reach the hay bales at the same times as him. The hay bales were huge, I was tall, the rude guy was really short. He’s struggling to get up as I just watch and giggle. He gives up and asks if I can help him up, and I say “Gotta finish, gotta run” and climb over, leaving him behind. Bit childish, but saw him come out 45 minutes after most runners.
2:34 I onestly burst out laughing just by hearing that single phrase
"Are you sure it was his finger"
Re: supervillian type crap (birds). Yeah this the origin for 'the vulture'
5:13 i know its kind of a low bar but I appreciate how op didnt steal the cash :)
The popcorn one gave me faith in good people to stand up to ridiculous micro management and say F U !!!
Some one stealing lunch out of fridge at work,, so we made a roast beef sandwich with red grease topping.. found it in trash with a big bite missing.. nothing was ever touched again..
My brother and I adopted two male cats from a family friend. Our mom had them fixed and one of them, I forget witch, peed on a shirt of hers when he got home.
That was personal 😂
Yeah! The last story. Don't kick sand castles. They might be hiding a boulder. Don't hit snowmen with a pickup truck. It might be a tree stump.
People egged our house, so obviously I called them names at the third time and egged their house and threw an egg at them, so far no egging have happened. It helps that the entire neighborhood is scared of me.
What's the best example of pretty Savage blackpink
edit: dang I read that wrong
Savage, bruh.
17:40 lol
That’s great
this isn't exactly good revenge, but it is for a 6 year old
so when i was 6 and in class i asked one of my classmates if i could borrow one of her colouring marker things, she said no. so i told the teacher, she said "well its hers if she doesn't wanna share its ok".
AND SO I SAW HER WALKING TOWARDS ME (my back was on a wall for some reason and she was walking pass me) and i was still annoyed so i just put my leg forward and let her trip over me, best part is she thought it was her and i didn't get in trouble
the gif at the start isn't petty
Frozen pee is great! I would say golden!!
That first one is smart maybe I should do it but instead I might just bash someone s skull with it though
better one person built a snowman in his yard around 3 ft diameter by four 4 high stump someone with a 4x4 hit dead center.
Dang
Awesome
I touch cat and cat bite me