What Was Your Best Moment Of Revenge ?

[@blueeyedlady8973]

I had to forcibly court evict some tenants from my beautiful 3br2ba home on 5 acres. They owed thousands and we would never see it. Can’t squeeze blood from a turnip! They had taken months of garbage, shitty diapers, cigarette butts, other gross things, and left them all over our carpeted home. After I lost my shit, I began SHOVELING all of it into boxes to take to the dump. Got the the garage and found a piece of mail with their new address! GOT A GREAT IDEA! Wrote on all 23 boxes of garbage “kitchen, Baby’s room, master br, spare room, closet”, etc. Then I called out local sheriff and asked if someone could accompany me to their house bc they obviously didn’t have enough room in their moving truck for all their stuff. Deputy met me there and I dumped TWO SMALL PICKUP LOADS of boxed garbage on their front lawn and driveway! Big man came out of the house to “kick my ass”, deputy saw him and whata ya know! He had a warrant and a chase ensued! LIFE IS GOOD 😊

[@maximederoo5244]

I wonder if this man even get's a minute of sleep

[@MainlyFact]

😂😄

[@UNO279]

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[@Solaric_]

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[@SilentShadow423]

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[@sethyuikora2]

I was the kid who paid attention in class. I was known to explain the material in a more understandable way than the lesson plan did and would help my friends cheat on tests in multiple classes if they confided that they really didn't understand the material (some were out of school for a week at a time and would be so lost they really couldn't catch up normally). Was also bullied a lot by most groups, especially the jocks. School doesn't care, because they're the jocks and American south = football country baby! Most students catch on that I'm helping cheat, and begin playing off of my signals to my friend group to cheat themselves. Everyone becomes lazy and lets me do all the work for over a year, and I didn't care much about it. High School Physics, I'm seated near the front surrounded by half the football team after a particularly nasty bullying event the previous day (bio-hazards and really ugly words). My only friend in that class, who was also targeted, ended up not coming to school that day for the semester test, just trying to avoid contact and cool off. I go over my test, seeing lots of equation understanding is required. Formulae for finding Wattage with limited information, conversion to Joules, conversion from hydro-electric systems to mechanical systems, even a couple of thermodynamics questions. Teacher really put some effort into this test, and he obviously really cared about science and teaching. He knew I was cheating, he knew why I was doing it, and didn't ever bring it up. But that day, NO. My friend was at home having an emotional crisis because of the people I was now surrounded with. I was damn-near in the same boat, and they were whispering (very loudly) "What's the answer to number 4?" I did a bit of math, not *for* the test, but *about* the test. Assuming they got every equation question wrong (they would), they could all still pass if they got even half of the multiple choice correct (No child left behind, after all). I went through each multiple choice question, in order of appearance, and began listing off incorrect answers as I came to them. Eyes glued on me for ~20 minutes as I riddled off trivia in my mind, but gave the answer to the previous question to everyone else. 50 questions later, and they all stood up at roughly the same time to turn in their papers, not bothering with the equations at all save for a few. I finish my test, turn it in, lock eyes with the teacher who has already begun grading them with an exasperated look on his face. "Buckle up Mr. Sanders." MFW athletes cannot fail any non-elective tests or be suspended from sports activities for 2 weeks. MFW playoffs are this week, semifinals of the state championship. MFW they were already low on players due to lack of academic excellence. MFW the coaches are going around at lunch period all week to get people to sign up for football so that they'd have enough players to actually compete. MFW we lost to our rivals 0-77 because half of the new players never practiced, and the half that did were so worn out from practice that they couldn't perform. Bullies absolutely still messed with me after this point, because screwing over the entire football team was way over the line for throwing bodily waste at me that one time (among a mountain of other things), and bullying doesn't stop unless someone with authority puts their foot down, but that only happens in movies and reddit threads. Eventually they got the Principal involved who confronted me about "That shit I pulled." I asked him to clarify, he claimed I'd caused half the team to fail a semester test. I asked how that was possible when: "They all took the same test I did, at the same time. Unless they were cheating off of me, I have no way of influencing their grade. If they did cheat off of me, I would've failed too if I had given the answers they provided. Also, did they admit to cheating on a semester test? Because I think that's a big deal, and I'd love to see the wording on whatever detention/suspension slip you're thinking of giving me." I never heard anything more about the great cheating scandal, but I was permanently on the Principal's shit-list afterwards and he would provide no support for my bullying situation. So basically no change, but I got to be smug about it. Principal's office for fighting again? "Yep, and I won this time too. Hire better goons. Why aren't they here with me? I thought fighting was zero-tolerance for both parties involved. No-no, don't threaten me with jail. I already called the cops, they're on their way. Dad too. But seriously, if we keep going like this, we'll have a comprehensive list of every member of the student body I can beat in a fight. Something should really be done about the violence in this school. Yes, the police will want to review this video footage too, to verify once again that it was an unprovoked attack by the other party. No I won't accept another suspension. No, I won't be answering any further questions until the police have arrived. Yes, I still have the Superintendent's number, should I call him too?" (What was he gonna do, make my school life difficult?) Physics teacher was a bro and I got the feeling he was proud of me for the stunt I pulled but I couldn't get him to talk about it. Other kids were afraid to cheat off of me in other classes beyond this point for a while. I did end up pulling something similar the next year in English, but I actually intended to bomb the test myself as they were physically watching me fill in answers. I did it just to screw over the rest of the class, as it was filled with my tormentors. I was alone in a room full of people that treated me like shit, but relied on me for their grade. They were NOT ready for it, but I was still going to pass even with a 0 due to extra credit I had accrued. But that's a story for another time. 2 other people from my English class graduated on time that year. I'd like to think I taught them all a valuable lesson about over-reliance on others, comeuppance, and dishonesty, but more likely they just became more despicable with time. Like an aged wine...but from the dollar store, left in a cabinet behind a full roach trap for about 20 years. Rancid and unappealing as a mouth full of vinegar. TL;DR, Bullying stops when you give it no other option. Force can only be stopped with equal or greater force (that's just physics). Don't just let it happen, get even, or you'll think about it in regret for the rest of your life. Yes, I'm still bitter about some of the things they did to me. I won't let go of that toxic, vile shit until the day I die. But these victories I won, alone against the entire horde, I'll cherish them long after I'm dead and gone.

[@alwannt]

I used to be badly treated by other kids in 4th grade when I was new to Canada. They pinned me on walls and mocked me. Once they pinned me on a wall, so I gave them hell, and another time I made them run away from me. that was the last time they bullied me. I always get bullied in public schools, so I joined my old life again of nice private schools. Now I'm a popular guy who gets good grades.

[@tanjirouzumaki444]

@Seth Yuikora I thought you paid attention in class. If you're referring to a force artificially generated, energy will always be lost to the environment (via the 1st law of thermodynamics), and/or will be slowed by the sum of opposing weaker forces including friction and air resistance. But anyways...that principal needs to be fired immediately.

[@henryscott1792]

Get that long story published

[@finndemoncat9379]

Wth I got lazy at the third paragrapg

[@no-vc9uu]

god damn how you such a hoe writing 10 paragraphs for a youtube comment

[@badassitudepostergirl4229]

This girl bullied my younger brother badly in elementary school, blaming him for things that she did and getting him in trouble. The teacher always believed her over my brother because the girl was this small and cute rich kid. Fast forward to this year, she’s a freshman (so is my brother) and I’m a senior, and she’s trying to join clubs and student organizations. (For this to make sense I have to explain that I’m heavily involved in extracurriculars and that I’m president/captain for a lot of clubs/my team) she shows up to audition for the school play, and, lo’ and behold, is talking to some other girl about running into this kid that she hated and used to bully but that she now finds cute. Overhearing this I chimed in “who are you talking about?” “[my brother’s name], do you know him” “I might be familiar”, and with that I turned around, went to the front of the room, quieted everyone down, and introduced myself: “Hi everyone I’m [same last name as brother], and I’m the President of the Drama Program as well as Head Director for this production.” The look on her face was priceless. Needless to say, she didn’t get cast. Nobody gets to fuck with my family.

[@lydiapetra1211]

Right on!!!!

[@thesuspicioustaco9609]

damn glad she got what she deserved!

[@joemccluskey5730]

so your a bully then

[@jebes909090]

Boy you sure showed her 😅😅😅😅😅

[@oneechanknowsbest615]

So you became the thing you hate

[@Spunchbubandfriends]

Who else only came here to see bullies get bullied?

[@SpriteWorld1991]

Yeah it’s so satisfying 😅

[@saltrocj]

Once someone bullied me on Roblox, i pretended to be young for this trick and went on as two alt accounts one pretending to be a friend and one my dad. I reported them on all accounts and confronted him about the bullying. They haven’t been active on Roblox since lol!

[@COFFEEWSUGA]

My mother was never a kind person. She's narcissistic and manipulative and I despise her. Growing up, I never quite realised this. After all, your parents are supposed to support you, and love you, and care for you - and I always believed that she had. Around middle school, however, my rose tinted goggles were removed. Since then, I have slowly grown up struggling in the wake of the mistakes she's made - supporting my younger brother, growing up essentially alone and isolated in a hell she created with her laziness and negligence. It took me a very, very long time to finally see through her lies. She always promised me it would be better, and that she really did love me, and I always believed her. And then... I just... snapped. About a month ago, I finally left her for good - moved towns with the help of my sister, at the time with nothing but the clothes on my back (I have since gotten most of my valuable belongings from the house.) At first, she contacted me under the guise of someone else, trying to convince me to talk to her over the phone. I knew very well that I can't handle myself over the phone or in person (I believe it is due to undiagnosed autism), so I told them (at the time believing this to be someone else, perhaps my grandmother,) that I would only agree to speak over text. We got into a weird argument-discussion. They believed that I was my sister speaking through text, because they didn't believe that I would have spoken so harshly to them. I told them that this was who I really was behind the mask of compliance I usually wore, and that if they didn't believe me, then they never truly knew who I was. Finding out later that this person was my mother was almost cathartic. Imagine your child telling you that you don't really know them. Your fully adult, very mature child, after running away from home, after stating that their mother was a cruel and manipulative person. I know it had to bite. Eventually, I pressured her into speaking to me over text. I told my mother that she had always been cruel to me, and that I hated her for it, that I didn't want to live with her and neither did my siblings; when she tried to talk me into coming back, tried to make amends and figure out a way it could work, I told her she had her chance and lost it. That I was never going to come back, and that I would be happier living alone and struggling than I ever would have been living with her. Now, I'm not a cruel person. I try to be kind to everyone, even the people who don't deserve it. Because I have always watched people, and tried to learn how to be understanding of everyone's circumstances, I have always believed in second chances. It's why it took me this long to get this far. So I gave her an ultimatum; I would get everything I needed from her - my social security, my birth certificate, etc - and she would never talk to me again. She reluctantly agreed to this after a thirty minute conversation in which I eventually cornered her and pressured her into it. However, there was another piece of that ultimatum towards her benefit. I would have her blocked on everything, but she could always read my Facebook profile. I don't update it often, but it's her only lense into the life of the child she failed. To me, being forced into realising that after twenty years of supposedly caring for your son that he has grown to hate you, and only being able to watch him from a distance, being unable to speak to him at all because he simply will not let you? It is the ultimate punishment to any parent who remotely cares about her child. And for me, that makes it the ultimate revenge. TL;DR: I ditched my abusive mother. Because she claims she still cares about me, she's only allowed to watch me from a distance over social media and never talk to me. I hope her mistakes torment her.

[@HappyMatt12345]

Man, I can relate to this. My relationship with my mother has been dying lately because I've been starting to realize just how awful my childhood was, our house was consistently an awful mess because she'd spend all her time at home laying down and watching movies (STILL DOES BTW, That's the worst part) and I believe she tried to turn my brother and I against our dad (who she divorced when we were kids) and I had some very poor thoughts of him that I now see aren't true and they came from her. Truth be told I've had a very difficult time finding any motivation to pull myself out of this, and reading your comment really helped. It's nice to know that other's have experienced this.

[@King-zx4qr]

Honestly this is probably similar to what I'm going to have to do in the future(I'm going to wait until I'm out of college and self sufficient). My step-mother is very manipulative and has been both physically and emotionally abusive throughout my entire childhood.

[@huggywuggy2135]

@@HappyMatt12345 so can I

[@Dogwolf12]

i didn't realise until 18, props to you for surviving that long

[@Wally943]

Didn’t figure out similar things until I was 72, mother long dead. The two worst things she did were to subtly alienate my father and myself from his son from his first marriage and tell me one day, after a long monologue about mistakes her sisters made in raising their children, that perhaps she and Dad made a mistake by having me. My half-brother is a kind and generous man who I am only now getting to know. Her “mistake” only child continued to live with her for six more years, not from love but because I could not walk away in good consciousness. She was legally blind, could no longer see well enough to cook, clean, laundry, etc. I can live with myself, knowing that I did for her what she had told me NOT to do for my father if he had outlived her.

[@skepticaltoaster9175]

I actually have a story for this! Back in elementary I had a friend that had a mental disability. This meant he caught quite a lot of bullying. There was this one kid that was especially bad, would basically chase him everywhere during lunch period, tormenting him the whole time. My friend would always try to walk away or shout back, escalating to fights that happened constantly. The teachers did nothing to intervene. By proxy I did get some comments but due to the groups I was in I didn't really get the brunt of it. Anyway, one day after class I see him arguing with this friend of mine, so I walk over. I normally would try to help out but this time I just kicked the kid in the balls full force. Needless to say, he left my friend alone from then on.

[@_42o_69]

I actually have a story of my own. There was this kid on my bus that would all make fun of me, for the way I looked, the way I dressed, sometimes he made fun of me just because I bought lunch from school One day, on the bus he asked me, “What did you eat for lunch, that dog shit you always eat?” I responded with “No, I actually had the milk your dad never came back with”

[@baileynguyen1857]

💀outplayed

[@FleppyTheClown]

Then everybody clapped 😱😱😱

[@DanTheDoggo]

Boy got f**king roasted

[@TheWingedHussar_]

Ez dub

[@4737Studios]

Nicee

[@ketchupstudios9070]

I’ve got a story, one of the very first moments of “Bad-ass-ness” I ever experienced. It was the second grade and me and my friends would play in the gravel at recess and make water canals (I live in an extremely rainy place). One day this bully, who was in grade five (two years above us), came up to our little group and bullied my friend so badly she started crying and ran to the bathroom. We followed her to make sure she was ok physically (there had been some hair pulling), and once we returned, the b!tch and her crew had taken our spot of the gravel field! The rest of the day I pondered how I could get my sweet sweet revenge (I had a lot of anger issues back then). Then it hit me. She had been known for bragging about the food she got for lunch (she was upper class, after all), and she would often bring these jumbo chips to school. She was also notorious for stealing food. As luck would have it that day she brought the chips. So i waited for just after lunch and picked up the crumpled bag that she had discarded on the floor. I then filled it up with the muddy water in the makeshift water canals and made it look like i was chewing something. Low and behold the @sshole shows up, leans down and goes: “Whatcha eating?” I responded “Chips.” She proceeded to look me up and down and then tried to take the bag! I asked her if she wanted them and she looked at me like i had just offended her. I hold it by the rims of the bag (somehow she didn’t see what was inside lmao) and she does the same. Then i let go and by now she’s just leaning over the bag realizing what’s in the bag, and i clap my hands on the bottom sending a full-blown tsunami of muddy water strain got at her. She ran away screaming and didn’t come back. Four months passed and then on a sunny ass day Im approached by her and a playground monitor and she says “They splashed me!”. I just about started laughing. We’re now both in the same high school, and I'm 100% sure she wants to kill me. Still worth it though.

[@bigwalkdogfishing9424]

Rip ur friend 💀 👍

[@archer_playz9293]

Holy shit is this your college final or what

[@d.f7487]

All due respect, hope your friend gets better. And besides, high school will break her if she won't focus on her lessons but hey all the power to you

[@Salmon.milkshake]

If the girl even touches you, get another revenge. Simple as that lol

[@ketchupstudios9070]

@@archer_playz9293 my writing is so cringey tf 💀

[@weylontheweird]

This is about one of my teachers when she wass younger. My teacher was born with one leg longer than the other so, naturally, she walked funny for most of her childhood. From what I remember, she was the nerdy type as well and was always reserved, kept to herself, and fairly femininely underdeveloped. She, at one point, decided to ask one of the footballers out and he said "I would rather kiss a pile of dogshit". Going into highschool, over the summer she had a huuuuge change in physical appearance. Matured, learned make up, figured out how to walk properly with her leg, and overall was (and still is) a beautiful bad ass. So that same guy asks her out and she said yes. On their date, when he leaned in to kiss her, from her purse she pulled out a tinfoil wrapped pile of dog shit she had picked up earlier that day and smashed it on his face. Needless to say, she won that night. Ms. Kirkley, I miss ya dearly, you were always so hecking awesome. ❤❤❤ I'm still jealous of your dating life.

[@economicapple2609]

HAHAHAHHAA

[@Kittykattkattt]

YOOO I WISH I WAS HER FRIEND!

[@WeebooMeeboo]

Best teacher ever

[@nikoaugustine5415]

Best fucking teacher ever

[@weylontheweird]

@@nikoaugustine5415 She was! I really miss her and I hope she is doing okay to this day. So much love to her.

[@graphitebendy]

It's always nice to listen to a r/askreddit video without a robot voice. Thanks for the good videos.

[@MainlyFact]

Thanks for watching

[@nekominorinya2569]

I was never popular in school, so people used to pick on me for a long time, in 9. Grade i had enough of that one guy throwing shit at me, so i stood up, took his desk and squeezed him between his chair and desk, basically strangling him, after he saw how dead serious i was , noone ever picked on me again. I tell you one thing fear works wonders sometimes

[@tablescissors]

Facts!

[@kgrfirdjy]

I made a school bully go homeless after he tormented me physically and emotionally nonstop for 6 years. He came to me one day, broke and tried to get money to pay his rent by selling his game collection 10 years later. I offered him $300, which he accepted, and covered 1/2 of 1 month's rent, forgetting who I was and how he made my life living hell. I then flipped his game collection for $11,000. Normally, he would have gotten close to a year's rent selling that collection off, but I made sure he paid dearly. Some would retaliate against their bullies with violence, but that is illegal. What I did was legal and caused far more pain: my bully and his family were evicted due to debt. Happy homelessness!

[@Kazasia-_-]

Dude what a legend

[@JamieH00001]

Main takeaway: Keep a can of powder-izable laxatives handy.

[@scooberdoobergoob]

Getting the perfect revenge on someone is like going home after school on Friday ITS AWESOME 👏

[@doggyface6969]

yessir

[@Parker_VI]

Plushearing the bell for the end

[@CtRAlTtAb]

yeah, if you don't have any hobbies after school

[@villainouszucchini]

I had a math teacher freshman year who was very strict. He was nice, however, and I liked him, but I happened to have class with a bunch of preps and jocks who felt they were above a few algebra problems. I was sitting right next to one of the main troublemakers. I was tired, it was 9am, and I was so over his outbursts to the teacher. When it was my turn to pass the stack of assignment papers his way, I leaned in and whispered, "B*tch." He exploded. I was often a teacher's pet, so no one in the class believed that I called him any names, not even his buddies. He raised hell until the teacher sent him to the principals office, and given his previous track record of disturbances, we didn't see him again for awhile.

[@cultofloki8361]

This one kid in the 5th grade was constantly tormenting me. One time we had gym class, and it was break time. I told all of my friends in the class, who were also being harassed by her, to take a signal and do a little something special. Afterward a casually waited at the center of the gym, knowing that she would strike. She did. As soon as the insults hurled I turned around, waved my hand, and spouted some deep pitched jibberish. All of my friends, which were also being insulted, immediately pretended to be in a sort of possessed state, and proceeded to chant some future dark prophecy stuff, I can’t quite remember. For the rest of the year, she legit thought I was a magical being and that I cursed her. I have no regrets. However, a few years later, we are now decent frenemies. To Evangelos, the Lord of Dark Prophecy!

[@khoinguyen6506]

I was the quiet kid back in High school. Back then, I was what you expected from your typical introvert, a depressed and wearing oversized clothing, be it a sweater, jogging pants, or shoes. I was also overweight and had trouble keeping up with my sleep schedule because the amount of homework I got during the day, and being harassed nearly every day by my own mother when I get home. Mind you, this was before I started fighting to live my own life by my own set of rules, not by those written by people who are far weak minded than those who came up with it. For over 10 years, she kept trying to break me by forcing me to take home school classes, physical and mental abuse, even far as to trash the living room, then forcing me and my brother to clean it up. By the time I turned 17, I joined the Army, in hoping that perhaps if I graduate, I would still redeem myself to her, despite never doing anything wrong, but always getting hit with the "I raised you better than that", or "I'm your mother, therefore I know everything about you!", despite never teaching me anything meaningful. I became a dropout due to medical reasons, which for the entirety of 2020 to 2021, I was scared, thinking I was never good enough to show my mother to respect me. I went as far as bashing my own head against the wall of my bedroom for half an hour before my mother confronted me and assured me that she was at fault. She never did anything to prove to me that she was willing to accept her faults, and still thinks that I had the same introvert mindset like high school and before that. Being out of the Army, I had a fresh perspective of what the outside world is like, with people who are supportive, and those who would roughen me up, but then would lecture me that by the end of the day, if I want to get shit done, I have to resort to my actions, and not my words, if I want to live my life. From that point on, I became motivated to losing weight, to wearing clothes that fit me, and training almost every night to skin off some extra weight, and taking cold showers on a daily basis, no matter the weather, and even the season. I literally went from 250 to 184 within 5 months. Flash forward to late August 2022, I came home from my weekly chores, then saw that one of the water jugs was empty, despite me telling my brother (who was spoiled at that time), if he ever emptied a water jug, he must do it an hour before I take all the jugs out to get them refilled. It then led to me arguing her to how she is not disciplining my brother because she only resorted to words, not actions, to tell him to learn. It then escalated to where she started throwing the water machine to the floor, destroying it, smashing it, then would eventually trash the living room for god knows how many times. Fed up with her shit for over 10 years, I threw a sucker punch at her lower neck area, near her chest, HARD. Despite it not being my full strength, it still sent her tumbling down the hallway of our little Mobile home. It was then I decided enough was enough, and I needed to physically draw the line in the sand that she must not ever try to cross into my territory again. I went to yelling at her the entirety of 10 minutes to how poorly she was at maintaining responsibility for her actions, being a very very poor model to influencing her own children to be successful, but always talking shit about them, and to them. Rather than sucking up the fact she got sucker punched by her own son, AND was lectured without anything between us, she threatened to call the cops on me. Trying to trash my room, I stood my ground at my door, and shoved her away several times, before calling my dad to break the tie. November of 2022, and I regret nothing. I faced against the person that was the base of all my depression, my suffering, and treating my life like its her own extension of her body, punched it, then went on with living my life, with now my own purpose: To never live for anyone, but to live for myself. I still live with my dad in a rental room of a house, with a part time job during the weekend, and going to community college, I was doing pretty fine, now that I no longer am bound by my mother. Sorry if this was long, I normally don't talk unless I got a reason to, but to me, this felt good because I finally got my revenge, after over a decade. Lesson comes to show, do not let people with titles drag you down, even those within you. People like that, who get a title like a mother, or a father, must prove to their children, and not other people, that they live up to their name. If they are unable to live up to their name, then their child would end up being a very terrible person in this world, or even living a whole life without ever knowing who their parents ever were. Im currently 20.

[@iPhone3GS_68]

I’m the type to never hit a woman but that is an exception I’m happy your doing good now and good luck

[@paxhumana2015]

@@iPhone3GS_68 , I hit anyone that tries to FAAFO that they should not try to FAAFO that I will not tolerate them trying to hurt myself, my family members that are nice and innocent, my friends, and random people that have done nothing wrong towards other people in their lives.

[@basicdesign1]

good luck to you.

[@ianjackson4721]

One time I was being bullied by an 8th grader when I was in 5th grade. He kept on stealing my food every day and the teachers never did anything even though he took it right in front of them sometimes. He would also punch and shove me. Now, the revenge. Turns out we both liked peppers a lot at that age, he loved sweet peppers because I kept hearing him telling his friends that he loves the taste or something. Anyways, my father was a complete fire mouth and loved extremely hot peppers. We had ghost pepper sauce in the kitchen. I’m sure you can see what I did to the bully. I Put about a spoonful of the ghost pepper sauce in there, as I made my lunch for that day. Later on, lunch time arrived and dickhead and his friends showed up and he grabbed my sandwich. He took a big bite out of it in front of me and started screaming in pain. It was so hilarious to watch as his mouth burnt. I also took the opportunity to get a sucker punch in his face. I ended up getting a stern talking to from the principal and the bully ended up getting suspended. Never again did he steal my lunches, and he only picked on me for the next few months before going on to another target. Sorry for making such a long post lol.

[@lailoutherand]

This post isnt even a speck compared to some of the comments here wdym? (jk this is pretty long)

[@Mars-eu8dz]

@Spoop Can yeah i agree

[@robblequoffle8456]

The FIRST story in this video is about someone giving their bully a ghost pepper. Are you sure that this actually happened and you didn't just change up that story a little bit for sum sweet lieks?

[@ianjackson4721]

@@robblequoffle8456 no. A lot of people think about using things like hot peppers and laxatives to get back at bullies. Because it’s pretty much the first thing that comes to mind. What would you do in that situation?

[@Dijadiths]

@Spoop Can are you sure you aren’t just quoting a common saying to get likes? To be the “gotcha!” guy?

[@corback]

one day in 9th grade at college there was a kid who pissed everyone off, I don't know what he had but he was mean to everyone all the time and he didn't have any friends. one day in PE class he started insulting me behind my back (it happens from time to time and it doesn't bother me anymore) but then he did it 4 or 5 times in 2 hours. queue for I don't know what exercise a friend of mine asked me to pass in front of me, I told her yes and I let her pass. at this time, this guy also asked me to pass on his usual contemptuous tone if he could pass too, I told him no and that he was going to queue like everyone else. but to start telling me that if he wants to pass, he will pass. I put my hand on his chest to push him away while raising my voice. and he yelled not to touch him, pushing my hand away as if I was inferior. I really hurt him that day, with the adrenaline I don't remember much but I remember that I gave him gigantic kicks in the stomach while he was in the ground, he didn't even try to defend himself when I was not at all the violent or quarrelsome type (it's rather the opposite, I was harassed a lot). the teacher had to separate me from him, I remember that the naughty boys in the class came to see me and told me to settle it after class and not in class to avoid punishment, I earned their respect and they never bothered me. I have never been punished for this, when I told all this to the principal he told me that I was being harassed and that therefore he was letting it go. it was not the first time that I was harassed and I often fought against those who attacked me. but never i get never punished for this.

[@thecat6898]

9th grade at college? Do you mean a college freshman?

[@corback]

@@thecat6898 no 9th grade i think, i dont understand very well your system. it was when i was 15

[@blazeuchiha2314]

​@@corbackthat yr 10/11 in uk

[@Anxiolf]

wait, a principal not punishing a student for fighting back? thats a 1/infinity chance

[@paxhumana2015]

@@Anxiolf , it could be possible that the principal was bullied when he was growing up, so he was not going to let some kid that was being bullied be f u c k e d over by some bullies on his watch. We need more principals like that in schools.

[@4737Studios]

Not my revenge but still good. in 4th grade we had to walk a 1/4 of a mile track every morning. They called it, “The Walk Of Wisdom”. Once me and my friend were walking along side each other and I saw my older brother ahead of us. He was a total jerk at home. Well I decided to embarrass him in front of his friends. I told his friends the weird stuff he would do (like eat play dough and that stuff) my older brother decided to swing around and elbow me in the nose. He was 13 and was strong and with the amount of force he put into it, idk how he didn’t brake my nose. Not even a nose bleed. But I was on the ground crying. My best friend decided to kick my older brother as hard as he could in the balls. I left clutching my nose and hugging my best friend.

[@lailoutherand]

damn. Real chad right there :)

[@NoDiddlin]

Tell your friend to sit down for this one

[@NoDiddlin]

In 5th grade, this annoying kid named Nathaniel who always flex on stuff he didn't have, and he won't shut up during tests, and the first day he came I gave him a pretty good eraser that he ripped to shreds. One day Nathaniel took it too far because I was riding on the marygoround, and he won't shut up. Then he said something about my fam, and my peers knew not to talk about my family. I can't remember what he said but he said something bad, and then when he saw the anger in my eyes he ran away but didn't know I was chasing, and he turned around and I punched him in the face. Mic drop.

[@4737Studios]

@@NoDiddlin you have a merry-go-round at your school?

[@NoDiddlin]

Had

[@d.f7487]

I had a course in Foods in High school, cubicle kitchens, awkward but cooperative teammates etc. throughout the months of my course I made friends with the people in my kitchen and we started hanging out. I noticed how the other kitchen bullied this one particular guy because he knew better about cooking and they didn't like it for it hurt their weak mindset. We accepted him in our kitchen and ever since, we've been efficiently doing better than the other kitchen; we started early we finished early. But whenever we made mistakes, yet it's ok to make one right they gloat and mock our kitchen as their oven and pan starts scorching their food to ashes. Days later, we still outbest them no matter what. It was so satisfying to stay 2 steps ahead of them. The whole days were just whining and moaning because our new member kept correcting them so hard and making them look dumb af for desserting their mans

[@exhaustedbaking]

Two words: goat's blood. Longer version: My first job was on a farm in Europe - I studied Languages in Uni, and it was required for us to spend a year abroad immersing ourselves in the language. As such, I ended up in the middle of nowhere with no friends and a so-so understanding of the language. All I had were my host family, who gave me room and board, food and frankly pathetic pay. Perfect isolation conditions for an abuser, which my boss' wife turned out to be. She bullied and belittled me in every way she could, alienating me from the other employees, setting impossible tasks, even withholding my food, all under threat of giving my University a bad transcript and being unable to continue my degree if I told. It was full-on Cinderella shit, down to doing all of her chores around house and farm and taking care of her children. I couldn't leave as there was literally one bus a week and she withheld my money, no Internet to get help, and I genuinely considered ending my own life. When I got food poisoning and she ignored me for a week to the point where I ran out of food was when I promised myself I'd make her pay. Finally, at the end of my year there, I got my chance. On the final day, my transcript had been signed, my flights booked and everything squared away. She had nothing left to hold over me any more, but I had plenty to use on her. I was packing when she demanded I go help a goat giving birth. This was important as we'd lost two goats already that year due to the harsh winter, and she was the type who wore designer clothes on a damn farm and refused to get dirty. Her husband was oblivious as he had a second job and was often away, so he knew none of this. She was the perfect farm wife with him around. So I told her point-blank that she had no power over me any more, and if she didn't get her ass over to that goat pen and do it herself, I'd tell her husband everything. She desperately tried to think of a way to get me to do it, even trying to suggest her elderly father or neighbour do it instead. That's how much she hated farm work. No. It had to be her, or her perfect reputation was done. My final image of her before I left was of her horrified face standing in the goat pen, holding a bloody squirming kid surrounded by the local children who had come to watch. Her nice clothes and heels were covered in mud, blood, placental fluid and some thick yellow goo I couldn't identify. It was twins, and it was beautiful. Oh. And I hid a letter in my lodgings warning the next tenant and explaining everything to her husband. I blocked them on everything before I left so I've no clue if he found it, but I sincerely hope he did.

[@moviewatcher7255]

So, this isn’t exactly a “revenge story,” but I find it satisfying. A brief explanation of the situation I was in at the time: I went to a private school during 6th grade. It was my first and last private school I have ever attended, I was 11 at the time. It was a good school, the teachers were nice, it was just too expensive for my parents to do another year there for me and my siblings after that. It was the type of school that had every grade from Pre-K to 12th, so in spite of it being a small school, there were lots of students. Anyways, during the first semester and briefly into the second semester, there was this girl I didn’t know (at least a grade or two younger than me) that apparently decided that she was going to pick on me for whatever reason. To this day, I still don’t know why. It was just typical stuff at first, like poking me and running away, screaming at me and running away, attempting to steal my backpack on the bus, so I tolerated her for a time. It wasn’t until this one day that, after school let out that day, she kicked me in the crotch on the way to the bus that I realized that she had no intention of stopping. Oh, I wanted to get back at her for that, but how? I was taught not to hit girls from a young age, so in my mind, that was out of the question, and I figured that she’d just play innocent if I told one of the teachers since no one else saw it, so I waited for an opportunity that would lean in my favor. Finally, the day later came when she and a friend of hers sat behind me and one of my friends from class on the bus on the way back from school. I guess that she thought that it would be funny if she spat in my face, and she did so four times. I was constantly telling myself for the remainder of the bus ride that it wouldn’t be worth it if I hit her, so I restrained myself until my stop came. Her stop didn’t come until after mine, so she stayed seated while I, my friend, and several others got up to leave. When I got to the bus driver, I told him only that she spat in my face and my friend backed me up. The bus driver in turn asked for my name and assured me he’d let her parents know. (Looking back, I assumed at the time that he probably knew her family from the way he spoke or that he at least knew how to reach them) No idea what happened after that, but from then on, that girl never bothered me again, nor would she even look at me on the off chance we crossed paths for the remainder of the school year. Thanks mister bus driver!

[@ferdous.111]

Its wreird how some girls would do this so a boy in a school making them tolerate his bs for some time and when they finally get that smack in the face they get surprised and angry, props to you holding back i would never

[@paxhumana2015]

@moviewatcher7255, et al, equal rights deserve equal lefts. Also, if you are big enough to throw down, then you are also big enough to go down. Moreover, a REAL person of integrity is also an equal opportunity a s s kicker. Finally, as a quote from Batman: The Brave and the Bold cartoon said, "The hammer of justice is unisex", and likewise your hammers of your head, fists, and feet should get that message across as well. Moreover, in certain situations, like serial murderer, cannibal, rapist, bully, rabies, zombie, jiang shi, vampire, werecreature, wendigo, ghoul, and other demonic/evil attacks, it is either you or them and you had better d a m n well make sure that it is not you or else it will not go well for you.

[@winnypear]

I once had a group project on the American Revolution (specifically the Battle of Concord, Lexington, Yorktown, Bunker Hill, and both Saratogas). In this group, there were three people. Me, the absolute geek and know-it-all who surprisingly never gave a shit unless I had to; Lacey Zimmerman, who was basically the same as I was, but did care. Then there was Ayden Brown, who did pretty much nothing in the entire slideshow. Since that Ayden did terribly while we were flawless, the teacher assumed we simply didn’t help Ayden, when he willingly was outright lazy. As a result, Lacey and I got a D minus while Ayden got a C plus. Here’s the revenge: For an entire 4 months, I fed him the wrong information when he asked me for help (and he always did). Lacey thought I was insane, though she hated Ayden with me. This wasn’t that big a deal, but it’s so satisfying to watch him read off of notecards with handwriting he can’t read.

[@stephanritchie365]

My story: So in freshman year of high school I was always the nerdy kid. There was this one kid who said he’d give me 20$ a month to do his homework. End of the month came and he didn’t pay up. He said “listen I just can’t right now” I gave him like a week and got nothing. The end of the term was coming and I had passed the test to move up in math and out of his class next term. I said I’d do his homework for the rest of the year if he gave me 40$. He did the next day. I continued to do his homework for another 3 days until the end of the term and then changed classes and stoped. He confronted me about it and I said “listen I just can’t right now” and I proceeded to leave without saying anything more. The feeling of victory was unmeasurable.

[@beanman9022]

One day a guy that I had football trainings with kind of bullied me, I shot a ball from the other half of the pitch. The man said "you are so bad you won't even hit the post", in that exact moment I heared a ding. The ball hit the post.

[@kyledeso731]

I've got a story: some people In my school always hit my hat but they always joke about it, but what one of the people went too far, they hit my hat off and started stomping on it, so when I go to lunch I put a soup into his lunch bag in school while he's not looking and he screams when he reaches into his bag.

[@jeffmccrea9347]

My father and my aunt, his sister, had always been close. So close that they would walk into each other's apartment like they lived there. My aunt's first husband was physically abusive but she would protect him anyway. One day, my father walked into her apartment just in time to see her husband punch her in the mouth in an argument. My father threw him down a flight of stairs. My aunt divorced him in absentia as they never saw him again. Knowing that this guy had been abusive to his sister for a couple of years, he said that he had a smile on his face for weeks after that. Eventually, my aunt married a man who treated her like a queen and set her up financially for life by the time he died of a heart attack after 30 years of marriage. I didn't like her 3rd husband but tolerated him because she loved him. He was one of those, "I'll do ya one better" types. If you were one of the astronauts that flew to the moon, he had walked there 10 years earlier and didn't even need a space suit. Take what he says with a POUND of salt.

[@tablescissors]

Love those last lines! Great tale!!

[@aleqxiaaa]

In like 8th grade my total asshole of an older sister snitched on me for not having done well on an exam, I got grounded for a month and missed my girlfriend’s birthday party….. 1 year later my sister tried faking a signature on a report card. I stole the paper and made it obvious that it was fake. She got an indoor suspension for a week and grounded for a month. I take my relationships VERY seriously 🤭🖕

[@logeyperogi1805]

My sweetest revenge was the day when the bully who’d been messing with me for over a year was alone, his friends were sick, and he had to fight me one on one He had no fighting ability, like yeah dumbass, go ahead and really wind up that punch, make it obvious so that I can dodge and start beating the shit out of you while you’re off balance, real genius He was helpless, I had him pinned on the ground, head under my foot, but I took it off just so I could replace it with my hand and tell him everything I’d wanted to say for a year Next day his friends came back, and while they were ready to beat me up, the main bully wasn’t, he was terrified, he felt that if I could somehow get past his guard dogs, he knew he was next, and there’d be no way he could win that fight

[@thebeastman6668]

I was in a middle of high school this kid always slammed my head in the desk so one day I waited for him to put his hand on my head, but I was leaned on a cement wall and I slammed his hand in the wall greatest revenge I have done

[@The_Sleepiest_Socialist]

I punched a bully today. Just because someone bullies you doesn’t mean that they are strong or can fight, he was weak AF.

[@hannahmiller6844]

Mine's definitely a lot tamer than the rest. Me and two of my siblings went on a river rafting trip with a church group after having moved into the ward. My little sister hopped onto my raft during one of the calmer parts and pushed me into the water with the help of one of the priesthood leaders. (Male in 40s or something, if that helps.) My sister fell in while pushing me in and had to go back in to go grab her water shoe that had fallen off and started drifting away. She got what she deserved (I think I still went and pushed her back in later), so that left me with one other to deal with. While he was chatting with one of the bishopric, I stood up and pushed him in on an impulse. Everyone on the raft laughed at the fully grown man getting pushed by a tiny 14 year old girl who looked closer to 12. Fun summer. Definitely one of the better wards I've been in.

[@jessejasso884]

He didn’t put a spoiler warning

[@rhesajohnston6118]

When I was in eighth grade there was this kid that wanted to go out with me, but I had no idea because I was so shy and awkward. (We'll call him Ryan.) He was a weird kid, with a dirty mouth and uncomfortable personality. One day, we were on a class field trip and he finally worked up the courage to ask me out, but he tried to BRIBE me with a wad of cash! I was so stunned and disturbed that I just quietly murmured "no" and moved away, his friend yelling "OOHHHH" in Ryan's ear. Needless to say, I'm fairly certain Ryan was mortified and pissed that I'd had the audacity to turn him down. He didn't bother me after that, but I avoided him because I didn't want a confrontation. Anyway, the next year we were both in HS, and I had him in my first class. I had developed some sense of courage over the summer, and was feeling confident in my own ability to stand up for myself. So, this first class had the desks set up in blocks of four, and Ryan was supposed to be sitting at another table, farther away. However, he decided to move to the table directly behind me, because there was an empty desk and there were three pretty girls sitting there. (He was an outrageous flirt.) The announcements came on, and we had to stand up for the pledge, but since he was sitting directly behind me facing the girls, when I scooted back, he did too, and our chairs locked. I could hardly get my legs out from under the desk. Irritated, I maneuvered myself out and passive-aggressively pushed against his chair, to which he shot me a glare. I simply raised my brows at him, and when the pledge was done, he grumbled a string of nasty words about me. I pursed my lips and told him he wasn't supposed to be sitting there anyway, and he called me a b*tch. So, I turned around in my chair and loudly announced, "Well, who peed in your cheerios this morning, Ryan?" and the class erupted into laughter. I don't think I've ever enjoyed the color red on someones face that much since.

[@justsomejerseydevilwithint4606]

You didn't hear me talk about this. I have been bullied A LOT through elementary and middle school, so by the time I hit highschool I have A MASSIVE patience meter. The year is Junior Year for me, and this kid has constantly been a brat to everyone around him, because no one ever stopped him; teachers of all temperment, any other student that won't join in his antics, he was a brat to EVERYONE. Again, I cannot stress enough h9w much I MOST DEFINITELY DID NIT SAY ANY OF THIS HERE. YOU READ NOTHING. One day, he flipped me off from across the hall, to which I mock jerked the finger. He got pissed and hit me. I'm twice his size at this point and have been putting up with his shit for months. I grabbed him by the neck, put him in a choke hold, said "Don't ever touch me again" and released him, to which he punched me again, so I started circling, DARING him with my eyes to actually start something. Unfortunately, that day was not the day, a teacher came by and broke us up. Again, I wrote none of this. Fast forward to a month or so later, and no one has taught this brat a lesson he took. He's just as much of a prick to everyone but his enablers, and on the bus ride from one building to another sat behind me and hit me repeatedly with the seatbelt buckle. I've had enough at this point, and waiting in the lobby for class to start, I confront him, along the lines of "You have to stop this, or I'll make you." giving him one last chance for peace. He shoves me, I shove him, he shoves me, I shove him against a bench, laugh and say "I'll guve you a heard start" and pet him get behind me, climb on my back and pull my hair. I start to stand, he kicks my knees out from behind. I do it again, he does it again, with more trouble. I stand despite his kicks, and slam my body backwards against the concrete floor, he gets thrown off. I swing my heavy backpack around in a circle, near missing him, and ROAR with rage. Months of Torment and he's FINALLY going to get what he DESERVES at MY HAND. I charge, his blows mean nothing to me, I tackle him to the floor, sitting on him and start WAILING AWAY on this brat, my arms going up and down like pistons. I intentionally refrain from bashing his head into the concrete; He must live to know his wrongdoings. We get seperated by my friends because they're good people, he lunges against their arms and I LAUGH in his face. The scene calms a bit, and this brat goes to someone and shows them where I bit him while he was grapping my face, to which I walk by and SLAM my fist against his eye, right as the vice principal comes out. He left me alone after that. Again, this is completely and definitely a made up story that definitely totally absolutely never happened, and none of you have ever read.

[@archer_playz9293]

Crap

[@paxhumana2015]

Ah, an attention w h o r i n g troll that literally has nothing better to do with his life.

[@justsomejerseydevilwithint4606]

@@paxhumana2015 And one that I made up and never told anyone about and you absolutely didn't hear me writing about

[@Theellephantintheroom]

This is very entertaining :3

[@justsomejerseydevilwithint4606]

@@Theellephantintheroom And completely and totally definitely a made-up story that you never heard

[@simspawn]

I once was pissed at someone, as that fact went through my head I happened to look down at the floor and see their shoes. Pissed in them right then and there.

[@BlackPhoenix1713]

In 7th grade a older guy from my school decided to mess with me on the way to school. He was walking behind me and throwing chestnuts on me. I just kept on walking trying my best to ignore him. He probably thought that a girl like me wouldn't dare to do anything to him. Well, he was wrong. When it was time for break I decided to get my revenge. I walked over to him (he was standing there with is friends, I think 7 to 9 people) tipped on his shoulder so he would turn around. The moment he did I punched him straight in the face, turned around and walked away. As I did so I could her all his friend beeing like "OHHHH" and the guy stopped bothering me after that. Still feel good to think about it.

[@oxtailsoup6493]

Story #14: I was the guy who went to a party, got blackout drunk, and ended up coming to with a huge steaming pile on my chest. Here’s my side of the story. I remember getting a call from my then girlfriend, who I thought at the time I was in an exclusive, monogamous relationship with. She was audibly upset and said she needed to come over and talk to me and that it was important. When she came over I could tell she had been crying and immediately asked her what happened. She then proceeded to drop a bombshell on me and tell me the full truth, she said she had been in a committed long term relationship at the time when we met and that her SO found out about me and that ended things between them. She said he was visibly upset when he dumped her and feared he may retaliate against me so she decided to come clean and tell me the full truth. Of course I was taken aback and speechless at the entire situation. I had no idea about any of this and thought we were in a loving exclusive relationship. She begged me to try to put everything she had done behind us and try to start fresh but I categorically refused and ended things with her on the spot. Naturally I was upset but not just because she cheated on me but also because of mixed feelings due to the fact that eventually, I realized I was being used as “the other man” since our relationship was only 6 months old and her other relationship had lasted over a year. I was angry with her due to her lies and cheating, I was angry with the other guy because of jealousy since at the time I could only see it from my own perspective as “the other guy was banging my girl”, but as the months went by I started to realize that I was the one who inadvertently broke up a much longer and established relationship and my feelings toward the other guy became mixed as, of course I was still angry with him, but at the same time I felt a level pity for him as well since his relationship was blown up. The mixed feelings of anger and pity really messed with my head for a while until one of my good friends invited me to a house party and I decided to go in an attempt to get things off my mind. I ended up drinking way too much because of the headspace I was in and one of my buddies who was throwing the party led me up to one of his rooms and let me sleep things off. From here you guys know the rest, but what you don’t realize was the confusion, fear, and utter bewilderment at who, when, and for what reason this could have occurred. I asked my friends about it thinking it was a practical joke that crossed the line. We all have stories about how the first guy to pass out at the party gets dicks and things like “insert here” written on his face as a practical joke, but this was definitely a bridge too far. They all swore on their families they had nothing to do with the incident and told me they too were upset with what happened to me and wanted answers. Their seriousness and and reaction seemed genuine and convinced me they were telling the truth. Who would have thought, years later, I would be randomly listening to Reddit stories on YT, and finally find the answer to so many frustrating questions that have been living rent free in my head for years. I mean, you guys don’t realize this but I had to go to therapy because of these issues and stopped drinking alcohol altogether as I developed a fear of sleeping in a place I was unfamiliar with or falling asleep around people I absolutely did not trust with my life. I subconsciously realized that if someone could take a dump on me while I was passed out they could just as easily cut my throat and there’d be nothing I could do about it. It really screwed me up for years, but at least I have some level of closure now. Life really is stranger than fiction sometimes.

[@robertaroberta3524]

once I got bullied in school and some one didn't know I had anger issues so I sweeped his feet so he fell on to the floor then I stomped him and just walked away

[@Ghoulastre]

The "popular Guy" that practices football, was used to criticise me. One day on the playground, he and two of his group were beating another not very "famous" dude of the school. They were pulling It too far, so I stepped in, grab the dude of his shirt, and Kick him in the face, for long minutes. Gotta clarify I was used to battles and my classmates knew this, that's why his group didnt defend him, they'd just enraged me more. Continueing, I just let him go once the class would continue. Then I dropped him with his Broken shirt, face whole red, bleeding nose and him not knowing even where he was. I was 9 back then, and actually 17. Looking back at It, I don't feel bad. It was quite a satisfactory thing.

[@yourlocalanxiety7359]

I’ve got a story! My friend brought a really school drawing of her’s to show the art teacher because he wanted ideas for class, and it was so good he put it on display in a silver frame, she has won many contests and many rewards along side me in art contests, and the bully came over to her while we were drawing and spilled black paint on our art work which had taken 14 hours so far drawing realistic portraits of each other, she started to cry because it had taken up our entire weekend, so I decided to make a plan, I knew the bully who we will call Emma, had been working on a model for science, so when I was in the science lab alone doing mine, I got black paint and Sharpie and COVERED her’s in it with insults about the teachers and I even took as far as to learn how to draw in her handwriting. She got suspended for a month and I got away with it She never messed with us again

[@jahimuddin2306]

When I was young my parents would always tell me that my cousins and a couple of out family friends who were my age were better than me and would tell me that I was stupid and was going nowhere in life. All of those people they compared me too are on drugs, unemployed, or are getting in trouble with the law. I get the most sadistic smile when I here that one of them is fucking their life up.

[@StarsRebublicBall]

the best revenge I ever had was when my brother stole some money I was saving up and he bought BUCKET LOADS of chocolate with it, I stole most of it but put a chili powder thing in some of the open chocolates and poored chocolate over it so he wouldn't notice, later I heared him screaming, BEST.DAY.EVER!

[@candysailorkat3328]

I love that for the thumbnail you used a picture of Angelo from 91 Days! Seriously underrated mini-series!

[@Tinker_Nerd]

Found out my (now ex) wife was cheating on me with several Tinder guys. One of the times she came to get some of her things, the guy that she was hoping it would work out with called while we were loading stuff into her friend's car. Then she breaks down in my living room and said that the guy she really liked and wanted to be with just told her he didn't want to hear from her again, and went on about how much it hurts and blah blah blah. I just looked right at her and said "It really hurts to know that you're not enough, doesn't it?" If those words had hit any harder, they would have left a mark

[@TeIFazntVFX]

8:05 YOU RAN OVER THE CATTT 😢

[@Dracosengan]

Yesterday when my class go out side to learn F.E I is the one who lock the classroom door while practicing the bully make fun of me by call me stupid so in the end we go back to classroom but i not go back right away And wait until rest time between classes is over to open the door that make most of class angry and frustrated Edit: if you said my class deserve it They so lazy they need 10 min to get up and out of classroom and they don't put the chair the take out back the Warehouse so the teacher make me to do it. Oh! My friends not mad because i tell them what i will do and they help me to put all chair into warehouse

[@justsomejerseydevilwithint4606]

16:34 Ohhhhohohohoho... those poor bastards. If someone egged my dog, Their corpse wouldn't be found for 3 years at least.

[@rmt3589]

So, I haven't actually done this, but poison ivy doesn't affect me and I have severe anxiety. Safe to say, putting some oil in my food should be fine for me. Though a food thief on the other hand...

[@TheRaySkye]

I just moved out of a supremely trashy apartment complex. They kept the exterior nice but didn't give AF about what happened inside. This coupled with constant drive-by shootings, cops everywhere and more needles in the parking lot than a Christmas tree, we were done. We had to resort to using glue traps to keep our food safe from rats. Spent a fortune on them. We moved out, breaking our lease, in April. At this point, people in this area are running their AC 24/7. We found 2 tiny mason jars and filled them with a small amount of milk, fish, and yeast. We tucked them Waaaay in the back of the AC ducts. The constant AC use will keep them niiiice and cool. Once winter hits... the smell will be legendary, even in HELL. Note to apartment complexes, DON"T FUCK WITH YOUR TENNENTS. They can fuck back too! (No prints on the jars and the jars were frozen before we left. Complex has a super high turn around to likely they will not track it at all.)

[@Turtle692]

Mine was probably when this little girl almost drowned me by pushing me into the deep end (probably around 5'5 deep, I'm around 5'2) I managed to get out of the water but was coughing the rest of the day and me and my friends went over to the volleyball spot where she happened to be. We nailed her in the head with the volleyball. Its safe to say we didn't see her again.

[@dangerousdrc9263]

just.. swim

[@theyguy_]

@@dangerousdrc9263 just...get a life..

[@Turtle692]

We actually nailed her in the face with a football. And also I just realized I was way shorter than 5'2 I was 4'10 and not a strong swimmer

[@SG2048-meta]

@@dangerousdrc9263 yeah not everyone knows how to swim

[@dontremindmeofmyoldcomments]

@@dangerousdrc9263 what makes you think 5’2 can swim in 5’5 water🤡

[@fdinos69]

One of mine is I started dating this girl and my friend told my ex and they both tried to break us up by starting rumours about me being abusive and started a rumour that my girlfriend was using me for a one night stand that happened 6 months ago me and my new GF are still dating and my ex and her friend as no more friends and my friend got isolated in school no one wanted to talk to her

[@jja8097]

When I was in the 8th grade , this kid would always pick on me ;doing things like beating me up and knocking my books down etc. Fast forward three years later , I was told by my teacher to tutor a kid who is struggling with academics and guess who it was, so I “helped” him by giving him all the wrong answers and then gave him a test. Right before he handed it in to the teacher , I whispered to him “That’s what you get when you bully a genius.” Up to this day I still don’t know what grade he got or if he even graduated eighth grade and frankly I don’t care

[@Theellephantintheroom]

good on you

[@fireblaster751]

This tried to prove he was stronger than me by pushing over. Wasn't far so i didn't fall then i pushed him back and him fell over a fence.

[@fireblaster751]

also, to the same guy he called me a spec and i said ''at least I'm seen unlike you're dad

[@princesssunset8362]

This probably won’t get seen but here goes. I was hanging out with my gay BFF, let’s call him Roman because that was his name, (no I am not talking about Roman from the series Sanders Sides) and my older sister’s friend (i’m gonna call her SB for spoiled brat) had the audacity to start bullying Roman, which led him to tears due to him being quite sensitive. This isn’t relevant to the story but I was dressed in a princess outfit, including the tiara. Anyway, I got up and did a polite curtsy before running at SB and pointing a frying pan at her and scolding her in Spanish. SB was fluent so she knew exactly what I was saying and begging me not to hurt her. I ignored her pleas and threw the frying pan at her nose, breaking it, which knocked her to the ground. And then I said “That’ll teach your butt not to mess with me OR my friends!” before smirking and curtsying once again. then I turned to Roman and said “If she ever says anything mean to you ever again, I swear to all things Harry Potter I will literally egg her house, set it on fire and blame it on my pet rat.” I wasn’t actually gonna do that stuff but it was the first thing that came to my mind when SB started saying that stuff to Roman.

[@theblackheart5727]

Story 45 should have turned out way worse for girl that wrecked his house for cheating. It’s not a crime to cheat. It IS a crime to destroy all of someone else’s property. He should’ve called the cops and then sued her into the core of the earth. Reminds me of the country song where the chick destroys the cheating guys’ truck. That artist should’ve written a follow-up song about her days in county jail and all the money she owes him. If you get cheated on, leave and get revenge by making yourself better or without committing any crimes. People that respond like that always look like angry children throwing a tantrum to me. Grow up and use your brain if revenge is necessary. Cheating is sh*tty, male and female, but if you make your own life harder to get back at them…you’re an idiotic child.

[@notme7325]

So, this happened not so long ago: There was this girl, my so-called "friend" at the time who just kept picking fights with me. Whether it was because she wanted a seat I was in, or because she lost a pencil and blamed it on me. I guess I'll explain one particular situation right now, just so you can see how childish everything is (you can skip this if you like but it might give some interesting information as of why I acted how I acted after): ~°~Chapter 1: A problem~°~ The teacher had just opened the door to the classroom and we all stormed in and I happened to come in first. So she just stormed in and demanded I move seats so her and her friend could sit there as I was already saving the seat for my friend. If she had asked nicely, I might've given it to her, but no, not with her. She was really used to getting what she wanted as she was able to boss everyone around in primary school, and apparently I was the first ever person to actually stand up to her? Anyway, I said she should find another seat since I have always sat there for the past few months. She then got angry, claiming I had actually stolen the seat from her and that she was sitting there on the first day but I took her place. Of course, I politely advised her that told story wasn't true (not to mention her being absolutely childish for starting an argument about a seat) and if she had just asked whether she could sit there I would've given it to her. She then got really angry and started swearing at me and threatening to "beat the crap out of me", which I actually found hilarious. I am not extraordinarily strong, but I do practice martial arts and sure know a few tactics. In the end, we just didn't talk to eachother the entire day. A week later, I, again, sat in the same place as last time and this time she just sat down next to me, saying I should move to the seat next to mine (out tables are weirdly arranged, a part of them just one big row) so her friend would have a place to sit, saying that as if it was obvious I was the one that had to move. I just stared at her not comprehending her being serious saying that, as she started fighting with me again, calling me a liar and, again threating to do stuff I knew she was too scared to even try, or at least so I thought. I then confidently said "Well, try." After she said she's "throw me out a window", and she just scoffed and turned away, realising she couldn't scare me wih that, and I smirked at that reaction not to embarrass her but rather to myself, when she stood up and tried dragging me towards the window, which I of course didn't allow, so I pushed her off of me, which made her even angrier, and just when she tried to punch me in the face I ducked away and watched as she stumbled behind me, allowing me to simply push her down. I was planning on just teaching her a lesson, but she started cussing at me again, so I sort of twisted her arm into an uncomfortable position, and she (yes, again) said she'd throw me out of a window, so I just said "well, we saw how that went", and stood up to go back to me seat. (At this point, I know I overreacted and acted like a jerk but it was kind of just self-defense, I didn't purposely attack her in an aggressive way, just to clarify :)) And now to the important part: ~°~Chapter 2: Revenge~°~ After a couple of days after the I'll just call it "incident" and absolutely childish fight over a seat resulting in her never threatening to do anything again, she began trying to worsen my life psychically. Spoiler: That didn't work either and she definitely went to far on this one. She started inviting all of my friends over to her and talking about how they'd have the best time - infront of me. I acted like I couldn't care less, anything to not have to see that look of satisfaction in her face. Also, she started talking to my crush, being the definition of a pick me. He didn't seem to pick up on that, but it was still so annoying. After realising just excluding me wouldn't work, she also started saying stuff like "Everyone can come to starbucks with us at recess, except (insert my name)." The only problem was, she had to pretend we were still friends, because we were in the same friend group and she didn't know which side they'd take except for this one friend of hers. So we went on pretending, with her saying stuff like that as a "joke", or in general saying stuff like "it's not funny" or "okay" whenever I told a joke, or even just said anything in general. Then, everyone would look at me like she just badass roasted me or something. I'd just smile and say something like: "It wasn't supposed to be funny, sweetheart", which made her furious. After a while of this going on, I decided I had enough. I started ignoring her completely, making the rest of the group ignore her too as I used to be the one to laugh at her jokes, getting her into awkward situations over and over again. I started hanging out with her only true friend more often, slowly and steadily drawing her more towards me and away from that one girl. I can proudly say, losing our friendship was way more her loss than mine and she surely noticed everything backfiring. There just is something about me that makes me plot and execute revenge plans easily and she ended up apologising and begging for me to forgive her. I did, partly, but there are just still some things she has just lost from this, such as that one friend or generally the popularity she had gained in out class (she used to be like the most popular girl or smth). ~°~Quick Notice~°~ I didn't tell a tenth of the things she did or said to me. Please don't judge my reaction off of what I wrote here as you don't know half of what actually happened between us. I know I still kind of overreacted, but this is just the tip if the iceberg and I also tried apologising before even though in my eyes, I did nothing wrong but the only thing she said was "okay.". So I guess she just wasn't expecting what impact I could have on her life and I also kind of regret what I did, but please keep in mind that she really was way more horrible than told here and actually deserved what happened to her. Not to justify anything, but still. Anyway, thanks A LOT for reading this and I'd love to know YOUR story in the replies!

[@Gothmaugh]

I had a similar pitcher bully that cried when someone hit or he struck out. Kid tortured me for years.... little entitled rich fuck (I was the poor little church boy in a rich town). Anyway i didnt see him for a few years (grade below me) then at a school snowboarding trip he decided to jump in the air while riding and land on my back like a landing pad. I was sitting on the mountain waiting for my turn at the board park. Anyway it hurt like hell so i followed him down the mountain quietly. His parents were there at the bottom to watch me take the board off and knock him out with it. His parents didnt do anything or say anything to me. That speaks VOLUMES to me on how he must have treated them. Anyway one of the first thing I heard about when I got home from Iraq at the age of 19 was him dying in a motorcycle crash.... karma is a fickle misstress

[@brycey1snice262]

I was about 12 at the time. This one kid in my maths class used to be my best friend but over time we grew apart. Little did I know my new friends had beef with this kid over a football pitch. He would constantly make fun of me in class but one day I decided to make fun of him. He did not like this. After the lesson he started to tug on my backpack and tried to spin me around, I stepped on his foot and he went flying lmao. After one more fight the kid never messed with me again.

[@Icriticrandomthings]

We got our two teacher expelled in high school, at the same time, well with the help of the whole class. We had an old grumpy religion teacher (yes, we were in a private christian school) that had a short fuse and would literally get mad over the smallest of things. His signature go-to move was to smack us with anything he sees on the table or the closest thing next to him. My classmates were already thrown with marker, white board erasers, and even a cutter (even though the blade wasn't out). I had a classmate that asked his seatmate for a bond paper and our grumpy ass teacher saw it and tried twisting the situation to make it worse, according to him, not bringing paper meant not taking his class seriously and he told my classmate to raise his hands up and proceeded to smack both of his hands with his own pencil case. On the second smack, my classmate tried to lower his hand down to ease the incoming pain and ended up getting grazed because of the zipper hitting his finger. My classmate ran out of the class and asked me and my classmate to go follow him and make sure to bring him back to the class. We came back to the class after his subject was done and we felt so bad that we asked the whole class if we could secretly write a letter to our parents describing the abuse we endured from that teacher. Our adviser caught wind of it and tried playing it off, making it look like we deserved it. So we also decided to add that story to our letters and let our parents sign the letter. Some parents came to school complaining and the whole class, together with our parents, and the school principal decided to have a meeting to discuss what had happened. It felt so good that some of my classmates, who rarely talks, use their voices to raise their concern and help validate all of our claims of abuse. We also never forget to raise the issue about our class adviser, who was supposed to protect us, also was the one gaslighting us that we were just too sensitive and we deserved every abuse we got. During the meeting, it was also decided that our section would have a 14-day no classes to make way for investigations and according to our principal, a small gift for us to use that time for vacation and take away our minds from what happened. After we came back to class, we were introduced to a newly hired teacher, who also became a class adviser for the rest of the school year. They told us that the school faculty had a meeting and unanimously decided to kick out both the teachers for failing to protect their students.

[@matthew-005]

Got beaten up a lot in school never just one guy always a gang of them holding me still, when we started rugby in P.E. they didn't want me on their team as usual so I let them all have it. They all assumed I was a wimp and bad at sports because I was top of the class a geek, polite, don't swear, name call and don't like conflict. I got the ball and my way smashed though the lot of them with ease as I calculated their centre of gravity and knew exactly how to floor them because of this in the end they just moved out of my way and I just kept on scoring tries with no oppression. They also didn't pick me for basketball and none of my class like me so they wouldn't train with me so the only thing I could practice was shooting I got so good at it I could shoot form anywhere on the court even from under my teams basket and still score. Nobody ever passed to me as again they assumed that I was bad because I am a geek so the game was a tie my team basically blaming it on the fact they had me on the team which was like having one less team member in their eyes. Anyway the teacher has us all take shots at the basket to break the tie and we tie again but it's my turn last nobody expected me to make a shot, ah the look on their faces as I just keep on making baskets was priceless after I got up to ten in a row the teacher decided to stop me However my team was gob smacked but didn't give me any credit just slinks of to the changing rooms, I will never understand why they still refuse to pick me or pass to me when I end up on their team even knowing that I am actually good.

[@RegulationManCentral]

15:23 good sir what happened to the cat-

[@indominustherex4634]

Story time: So in the 4th grade there was a girl named Lily, and she was a pain in the donkey. She knocked over my desk, made fun of me, and on multiple occasions resorted to physical violence. One day, I had had enough. I did not use physical violence, i’m not the type of person, so when she answered a question correct, I yelled” wow Lily, you really can do a lot with those 2 braincells if yours.” The whole class burst into laughter, and she was pissed. I, didn’t care, and she never messed with me again. Best part? I never once got in trouble for it.

[@blu_otaku7063]

Why do your highschool bullies always come back later and act like they never hurt you

[@Dr1xxxxx]

I love your videos keep up the good work !

[@MainlyFact]

Thank you so much!

[@Dr1xxxxx]

Your welcome and if anyone does any hate just know that your fans will always be on your side have a great rest of your day

[@PerfectPyro217]

Half of comments: not a revenge story but...

[@TheWingedHussar_]

I have my own story A teachers pet bullied me since year 4, when I joined that school. Carried on until the end of year 6. He was being mean and he did something harmful [which I forgot what], so I told lots of people, and the teacher. This is when I became the most popular person there. I made the teachers pet get told off, and cry. I felt like Winston Churchill, Alexander The Great, Genghis Khan, Any hero you'd think of. One of the school days of all time. Immediately after, he was mad and unpopular, which was the opposite of me at the time. and then, after year 6, never saw him again.

[@burpbot7555]

Inn the second story the person who blocked another from passing him did something extremely illegal.

[@Kou-kun_From_Touhikou]

I do have a story as well, and this was when I was really young. I was eleven at the time, doing my thing, playing Minecraft with my friends. (All three of us friends have ADHD, and I was the only girl in the group.) We were at my house, and we'll call my next-door neighbor Archer and the neighbor down the street Evan. (Evan had anger issues.) We were building a small plaza for a server we were making, and Archer was building a really cool house. I started to compliment him, and Evan was growing jealous. (He wasn't known for making the best houses, and I was known for making spacious-but-very-detailed houses. Archer liked to build his out of wood and varieties of stone.) Evan said, "Aren't you going to compliment my house?! I make great houses! Are you trying to say Archer has better houses than me?!?!!" Trying to calm him down (he did this a lot), I said, "N-no, no! I was just complimenting Archer's house. I haven't seen yours yet, c-can I see it?" I was obviously lying, walking past his house multiple times. But, Evan was known for being very oblivious, and other... things. "Okay. It's over here, c'mon!" He was calmer now, thinking I had just been busy since my house was near Archer's. I saw his hut, and it was actually pretty nice. It had great roofing and a variety of woods that looked good together. The interior was very nicely detailed, with a beautiful library and a nicely put together bedroom and living room. "This might be your best house ever!" I exclaimed with my honest opinion. "Are you saying that.... My other houses aren't good?" Evan replied. (When he's "sad," he makes a dog whimper to guilt trip us.) He whined, and I quickly responded, "Of course not, they're all amazing! You never notice that because you're always too busy saying how you think my houses are better when you could be bragging about your own, which is perfectly reasonable! I think you have bragging rights to anything you build!!!" Evan let out a sigh of... well, it sounded like relief, but he had that mad face he always had when he was about to yell. And that's exactly what he did. Evan stood up and said, "I knew it. You think that YOUR houses are 'so good' and 'better than anyone else's'-" (I never said, that.) "-when you never notice the work we put into what WE do! YOU HATE MY HOUSE, DON'T YOU?!?!" Evan was yelling now. " And you say you're SO smart-" (I did joke about being the "smartest" and how "they were dumb" but that was just our sense of humor, I thought they knew I was joking.) "-and you think you're SO WEIRD-" (I prefer not to fit in) "- BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? I think... I think you're NORMAL. And this time, I mean it. You're just like every other girl, but you don't like to admit it. You have an obsession with horses! The only different thing is you have NO SENSE OF SENSITIVITY! I'VE NEVER SEEN YOU BE EMPATHETIC! YOU ARE ALWAYS SO MEAN!" Evan was screaming, and I knew my dad would kick us out and make us play outside if we yelled too loud. He didn't hear with his headphones, though. But on a different topic, Evan wasn't even talking about Minecraft anymore, and now he was going with the personal shit. "WHEN YOU NEARLY BROKE YOUR ARM, I SAW IT! AND YOU KNOW WHAT?! I NEVER DID ANYTHING ABOUT IT. I DIDN'T WANT TOO, BECAUSE WHAT'S THE POINT IN HELPING A JERK LIKE YOU?!" Evan exclaimed. Archer was staying out of the argument with an unhappy face, building his house. He was trying his best to stay out of the argument. But, this wouldn't prevail soon enough. I couldn't avoid it, because Evan was projecting the insults at me and began to swear at me, but him being only 12, I knew he wasn't allowed to. Now I was out of the picture (for now at least) and he starting shifting the insults onto Archer. "AND YOU! BITCH!" Evan said. "What-" Archer looked up in shock, thinking he did NOT just swear with an adult around. "ARCHER, YOU'RE DISGUSTING AND YOUR OPINIONS MAKE NO SENSE! YOU'RE ALWAYS CORRECTING PEOPLE, AND I THINK YOU TAKE IT FROM (sorry I'd prefer not to say my name online, thanks for understanding (: ) ! YOU SUCK JUST AS MUCH AS HER!" Archer and I said "Evan, stop! You're gonna get us in trouble for screaming!" Evan didn't care. He said, "What if I do? I could scream at the top of my lungs and get us all in trouble!" "You wouldn't. I know you wouldn't." I said. But I knew he would very likely do it. He always got in trouble, so this wasn't that different. "I would, and you can't stop me. Girl." I hated it when he labeled me as "girl." I preferred to keep my gender not as something that stands out and makes people call me "the girl" but rather as something that's just there. Anyways, I said, "Leave. This is my house, and if I tell you to leave you are literally legally required to." This was true, because I lived there and I had the right to kick him out. He was causing too much trouble as is, anyways. "Fine. I'll leave, I was going to anyways. But remember, you two suck! And actually, I forgot to tell you Archer, I'm not giving your stuff that I stole back to you. And (me), you don't have to be a smart-ass about everything. Stop correcting my spelling and saying big words you known I don't know the meaning of!" He still hadn't left. "First of all, it's your own fault you fall asleep in class and don't pay attention or even do well at all in school. Second of all, LEAVE." I said, in a casual voice that was angry enough for people to tell I was slightly enraged. "You still haven't left. It's been like, five minutes since you said you'd leave and you haven't left yet." Archer said and laughed. "Okay. I'll leave now. But, first, (me) needs to know about how bad she is." he turned to me and started throwing random insults about me and my family and cursing at me with the n word and c word. After that, I said "LEAVE NOW." and kicked him in the balls. He ran up the stairs and left. I hadn't heard from him until about five months later. "Hey (me), I'm sorry about what happened-" I closed the door in his face. Whenever we got into an argument, at some point he would come back seeming all nice about it, then he would start another argument all over again. We actually became friends again but played online, and got into another argument where he threw the same insults at me and some, but that's a story for another time. ;p Thanks for reading this far, I know I wrote a lot, but it's a very good story, and if you just skipped to the end, you should take the time to read it. You don't have too, I'm just saying you're missing out if you don't read it. By the way, Evan never screamed at the top of his lungs and didn't leave until twenty minutes after he first said he would.

[@pizzatparker]

The best moment of revenge was just before i died from cancer, told my parents that they were gonna die alone in a prison of their own making with their sad, pathetically toxic, histrionic relationship with all their kids estranging them for the sake of salvaging whatever hunanity they had left after being around them for 16 years. What they gonna do, slap me for disrespecting them?

[@pizzatparker]

@MushMan it's a conundrum indeed

[@gooddad3575]

I seriously doubt even1% of these stories are true.

[@annettegustafson1435]

Thanks for stopping with the editorials. You have a good narration voice, just continue to leave the comments to the commenters

[@Mexicannator]

Mines decent nothing crazy, so I was in the 8th grade and had recently got into fitness and I took a huge interest in boxing especially since I was friends with some boxers at my school, my mom bought an bag and gloves and I would practice everyday after school, at the time I would get bullied by my older cousins since I was the fat kid in the family that cried to my parents everytime they would mess with me, so one of my cousins saw me practicing and wanted to give a try, and I was excited because I thought they took interest in my activities, wrong. Instead he proceeds to beat me up with my gloves then tells me to get my other crappier gloves and says let’s fight. I’m a nervous shy kid so I really didn’t want to. But he got my other cousins in provoking us to fight so I got my gloves and we sparred, I told him to take it easy and he proceeded to hit me as hard as he could and I just snapped and hit him as hard as I could to his solar plexus (center chest) and knocked the wind out of him. Never messed with me again

[@Thelegendaryredlegend]

My Classmate was a Toxic one he gives out Emotional Damages which i thought he changed but no so I pulled his chair and payback Idc if he could've died but thats payback.

[@Rethona]

There was this kid named Ashton in the 6th grade that would constantly pick on people younger than him. He had a little brother about my age at the time that would call me "Hen-weewee" (my name is henry). His name was Jackson. One time he came over to me and punched me in the stomach. I did him the same at least two times harder. His friends started cheering him on, and I broke his nose in cold blood. One surgery and a week in the hospital later, he was back. Ashton came up to me one day and screamed in my ear as loud as he could. I reported him and he was expelled from the 6th. No, he wasn't in middle school because our school still entered in 6th graders. A fun way I got back at him and his brother. Double combo! P.S. I never got suspended or expelled because many people had reported these jerks beforehand and it would be illogical to expel a student that had worn out the jerk more than 60 PEOPLE had reported before.

[@Joetino]

A rare case of a school actually being logical

[@sheep_milk777]

No the Harry Potter one was a violation 😮😮😮

[@graceful_rose_thorns]

Here's my story, but it's honestly pretty tame and anti-climatic. In my freshmen year of high school, there was this kid who bullied me for almost the entire year. Tried to trip me on the stairs, stole my binder and teased me daily. I put up with it until one day in Spanish class his friend took pity on me and got him to stop. I wanted revenge for so long but never had the opportunity. Probably had to do with the fact that I was a 4'8 girl and he was a 6'0 boy. Flash to senior year. He's still a dick to everyone and I've gotten a bit more confident. We had the same teacher for social studies, but he had the class right before me. I knew this because we had the same computer number. The way our school worked was that you were assigned a computer from a cart and you used that for the rest of the year. One of the first rules for the computers was to always log out of your accounts after using them. This kid *never* did that. I would always have to log out for him every damn day. One day, near the end of the year, I was fed up with it. I think it was a combination of the freshman bullying and the computer bs was just the many nails on the coffin. So one day, when I open the computer, I see that he didn't log out. I go into his google drive and delete the final social studies project. It was a presentation we had to do on a part of american history that we had to do ourselves, so there was no one else who had a shared copy. I also know that he never used flashdrives or saved his work on anything else besides google, no one did. The next week I open my laptop in social studies and the background is changed to a white screen that says "Whoever deleted my project im gonna find you and punch you in the face" I'm now in college and he has never found out. XD

[@King-zx4qr]

Lmfao that's the type of shit I would pull.

[@tablescissors]

SWEET!

[@FirestarWarriorCats1]

A while ago I was in a fight with a bully. We were around the back of a shed on the playground, which was used to store random junk. The bully shoved me up against the back of it and was about to throw a punch when I swiftly grabbed his hand, shoved him back and then picked him up. I then proceeded to slam him on the ground and was thinking about kicking him but I was feeling generous that day. Then I walked away without a care in the world.

[@MM27052]

I was part of a swim team and I was one of the fastest which meant I got to lead the lane for the obvious reasons. This new kid joins and he is instantly placed in the back because he is so freaking slow but instead of trying to get faster or just excepting the spot he decided that he would try to bully his way to the top. Now I’m not a masochist but I can handle a fair amount of pain, physiologically I’m a little unstable, and emotionally I’m very apathetic which means that I just don’t care after he figured all this he decided to start picking my little sis which any guy who has one knows that he just signed his death warrant. My little sis came crying to me because she had worn her hair in pigtails and he tried to tear them off… not just pulling them but tearing them off thankfully he wasn’t that strong. I went to him to ask him to stop and he decided that he’s just going to sucker punch me in the gut. As I mentioned I can handle pain really well soI decided to act hurt and make him come closer and start trying to gloat cuz yea he’s that arrogant and stupid once he got within range I grabbed him and kneed him in the crotch. Results a broken pelvis, left nut damaged, pissing blood for weeks, loss of gf, loss of self esteem, total loss of respect by everyone. He still fears me to this day because I’m now much bigger than him and when I broke him in every way possible and it’s probably cuz I’m 6’7” and 250lbs of muscle (I think that I have Jacobs syndrome).

[@DanTheDoggo]

He told me to fight him I said I would but I don't stand for animal abuse

[@natykiffy6598]

Ima tell one about my mom and one about me So when my mom was a child she was bullied by someone we'll call Carl So one day she got tired of Carl and decided to take a cup and tell everyone to spit in it. This kept going for hours until the cup was full of spit. Then she went up to Carl and said she was sorry and that she forgave him, Carl said "R-really? :o", tried to kiss her and she tossed the cup full of spit at his face. Everyone started going "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH" My turn 4 years ago i had a girl who was obsessed with me and would try to hurt me for no reason, until she choked me. That was when i got rlly pissed off and the moment she touched me with malicious intentions i punched her in the stomach then kicked her in the sensitive spot. She never messed with me again lmao

[@Thirteenth-cs2cm]

That first story might have been the most savage and intriguing tale of revenge I ever heard XD

[@The_Sleepiest_Socialist]

Gus Fring.

[@obiwankenobi2758]

Bro mainly facts I have a request that you might not listen to or even read but I love ur videos and I have high school so is it possible that you can post ur videos at 1:30 so j in can watch them at lunch thanks ur vids are awesome also if u could please reply

[@MainlyFact]

what timezone are you in ?

[@MainlyFact]

I usually post 1 in the morning around 10:30am CST, you can watch that one

[@obiwankenobi2758]

@@MainlyFact ok thank u

[@adamb89]

Never underestimate the power of leaving an upper decker in someone's toilet.

[@Nurog_handle]

In primary school, this guy in my year kept putting his coat over peoples faces so they couldn't breath. He did it to loads of people and it annoyed me so much. But then he did it to me, that was his mistake. He was walking around a few minutes later and I came up behind him, punched him in the back (full force) pushed him on the floor, and kicked him. It felt, amazing...

[@marcor7044]

I have a story: So when I was little and someone pissed me off I´d jokingly uninvite them to my birthday party, my dad thought that was so cute he said that whenever I pissed him off. One particular day he said it to me and I responded with ´sucks for you, I would have been the most interesting person there´

[@bpcXD]

I usually don’t have any good stories, but I think this one was good. Me and my friend were in a go-kart race someone else we knew was hosting, winner got $100 it was on the smaller side of bounties, but we weren’t that old and thought it would be fun, around halfway through the race I was in 2nd out of 15 carts, the cart behind me than rear ended me sending me out off of the track and spinning me, the driver had a pink helmet. With a few laps to go I was a lap down in 10th, the leader and 2nd place were passing me, I saw the same pink helmet on the driver of cart in 2nd place, close to the leader, of course I remembered the incident and rear ended them sending the into a wall and spinning, they got 11th and I got 10th, my friend got 5th BTW, cost some dude $100, the grin I had

[@jonasmaia99]

2:25 I did this once back at school, most satisfying thing ever. This brings me joy

[@eallae]

I have story too that the petty revenge Reddit denied for some reason (maybe because of what I was getting revenge for) Back story, my thing has always been languages, and I lived in different countries over my life. So one day I was on Instagram, and at the time I happened to be living in Japan. I studied the language there, I worked there, lived there, so I was fluent AND was trained to send « perfect » emails to companies. So I stumble across this post about a Japanese band that I like. I was very into them at the time and the poster said something like« this is my least favourite member ». I commented something like « same for me ». Now the post said « least favourite », not « disliked ». And anyways, the post could have said « I hate her guts », it still wouldn’t justify what happened next. Comments from a HARDCORE fan of this girl started flooding my notifications. He was insulting the poster and me. It started as « you sl*ts you say this because you are jealous that she hangs out with the handsome male members », to just plain insults, to « I hope you get r**ed, you deserve to be stoned to death » , « I hope you get cancer », « if you get ra**d until you die it would be too nice », and horrible things like this. But among the insults and threats he wrote « I DO MORE FOR THE BAND THAT BOTH OF YOU EVER WILL » (like I care ? What does that even mean ) So I went on his Instagram profile which he linked to his website. I clicked on the website and it was basically a blog where you could download everything, and I mean everything from music videos, concerts, interviews…. For FREE. He had translated the English subtitles into his mother tongue subtitles and everything was for free and there was something like a « buy me a coffee » page or something. Now I remember that, back when I was in high school, Japanese labels were deleting videos from KZbin left and right. Like you found a part of a r show with an artist singing a song, and it was gone the day after for copyright infringement. And as a teenager I was really happy about fan made subtitles for things that were impossible to find in Europe. But this dude had gone too far. So I went to the band’s label website, found the best contact info I could find (I honestly don’t remember what person it was but I had to dig a while to actually find a department that was even remotely related). And I wrote a long nice and formal email. I said how worried I was that, as a fan, someone was stealing content and encouraging piracy. How this was not only hurting the band and the label, but also hurting their image for this man was verbally abusing people in the members names. I checked his profile and website maybe a week after and everything was gone. Can’t even remember this piece of crap’s ig name but I think about it from time to time and it gives me a lot of satisfaction.

[@GotMyTowel42]

gj

[@rapotorapido7765]

(black brit here) personally my most satisfying moment of revenge was when a bully who was racist would always pick on me he was pathetic but I was a no violence person at the time he would call names trip me over you know the stupid stuff (year 6 btw) and I exit to the playground later than usual cos I didnt do some work to, see my friend group besides on sat on a elevated area. I walk over to them and ask what they are doing and they point past me and I see my best friend fighting the bully. So I sit down and watch not wanting to intervene and after 3 mins of no teacher doing anything and the fight being boring something in me snaps and I stand up (the bullys back is to me) grab him from behind and i did a mix of throwing him and suplexing him. He lands on his shoulder and dislocates it. I get in no trouble. I am now basically emotionless and he still tries to trip me. And fails. Miserably

[@andistansbury4366]

V E N G A N C E I S S W E E T I S N ' T I T

[@jdog1042]

I was a relatively buff 7th grade student who had a bully who picked on me and I always tried to settle things calmly but one day I had enough and beat the crap out of him and sent him to the hospital with 5 fractures and 3 broken ribs ane dislocated his jaw and hit my knee against his face and uppercut him and so much more... and that's how I got expelled

[@basicdesign1]

expelled: not fair at all. You've taught him more about life in those few minutes, than anyone else had ever done so far. Lesson one: never keep crap bottled up, when it eventually comes out it does so too forcefully because of the pressure; so let it out a.s.a. you can get away with it. Lesson 2: do NOT let that fk you up, find a way to finish high school if you can or get the best training you can at whatever you like best. Good luck to you.

[@baileywooof493]

So there was this girl and her boyfriend who bullied my older brother to near suicide (he is ok now) but I found out who she was and me and my buddies went and lightly beat them up (a few cuts and bruises). The last thing I said to her was "Never fuck with the Knights" (our last name is Knight).

[@kaw8473]

Remember folks; simply being happy is the greatest form of revenge on the toxic people in your life.

[@borjacondebecerra9553]

Eh, my best moment of "revenge" would be standing up to one of my bullies back when i was 12. Basically, i was the fat, quiet kid that didnt get along with most other kids, no idea why i was bullied with that kind of profile. Thing is, this one kid had been messing with me for some 3 months. All that time, i had managed to keep myself under control until this one day, i was walking through one of the corridors in my school ( which was empty because It was right after reccess and people where still not even on their way to class) when he pulls up from behind me, and starts slapping the back of my head while threatening me (i dont remember the specific threats, but i do remember that the one that made me snap was about my family). I turned around, my hand already wrapped around his neck, lifted him up some good 20 Cm off the ground, and slammed him against a wall before letting him slide down the wall until he was sitting on the ground, all the while looking right at his eyes with the most crazed and murderous glare i have ever given anyone. I didnt even speak, i just kept choking him while looking straight at his eyes until 4 classmates arrived, saw what was going on and pulled me off him. No one ever dared bully me again, and after a couple more incidents with similar results, that applied for the gang of friends i got some years later as well. Cant say im proud of going crazy like that, but some people wont learn enough is enough until you give them the scare of their life for pushing their luck too much.

[@real_gay_bowser]

My man chose violence

[@Kyle-sr6jm]

Quitting, cashing my severance, final bonus check, and having another job before lunch.

[@foxshapedagate]

One time in like 3rd grade there was this guy in my class who thought it was amusing to make my anger issues spiral until I couldn't control what I said. One day he decided to try this, but I was feeling a bit hyper that day so I pulled out a mechanical pencil and held it like I was about to stab him at recess. I kept chasing him with it non-stop that day and even got two of my friends to chase him too to make him confused enough to stop and ask them why, so I could sneak up on him. I never actually stabbed him, but I got pretty close to actually doing it and later I got my scissors and held them the same way in front of him until he noticed while I was writing a story. He was already scared enough that no matter what or how I was holding something he would run away from me, but I decided to go even farther and tell him I had a sickness and he probably already got it. I was actually sick, and ended up staying home the rest of the week, but it wasn't anything horrible or contagious, it was just a cold. Needless to say after I came back, he stopped arguing with me.

[@cæci-o]

I put purple glitter in my brother’s hair while he was sleeping. Kid sparkled like a fairy for weeks.

[@boothezombie7334]

This isn't revenge but the pepper story made me remember this. I was like 12 and at the skate park and these guys dropped a bag a peppers. Me being stupid tried to eat one but the guys convinced me not to,and like 20 mins later when they left they threw the bag of peppers off a bridge and the entire field caught fire and I had to run in to traffic to get someone to call the fire department. The fire fighters let me hold the hose to put out some fires. The guys that started the fire didn't get in much trouble something about being the majors kid and friends.