I dated a guy who cheated on me. This was when i was back in school, and was on the Athletic division. I had a friend who had the master keys to the locker rooms (she swiped 'em and made copies) and we went in to his locker room and poured cayenne pepper in every OTHER guy's gym bag except his. needless to say, he got in some serious trouble.
I like the Angry pirate! ~ that is(for those who don't know) it's shooting your load in your chicks eye and then kick her in the Knee! She will have one hand over her eye and hopping around on one foot! LOL
Not really revenge (could be) but a good prank I learned at work. If someone leaves an article of clothing laying around. Get it, soak it with water and then put it in a trash bag. Seal the bag and throw it in a freezer.
My favorite revenge is what I like to call the "Old Upper Decker"... You see you pretend to be friends with the person you loathe, go over to their house, ask to use the bathroom, then take the lid off of the back of the toilet, and take a huge dump in the reservoir. Replace the lid, and leave. Every time they flush the toilet for the next few weeks, there will still be shit in the toilet, it's the gift that keeps on giving!
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I once took a hand and a half bastard sword to a dickhead's 67' GTO. Normally I'm a lover of old cars, but I worked my ass off restoring a 69' Camaro SS and he was always bragging about his GTO that his daddy bought him and how much better it was than my Camaro. He didn't do any work himself and tried to act like he knew all about old cars.
My friend was having a part (back in High School) and this dick wasn't invited nor wanted because he was such an asshole. We told him to get the fuck out.
So he ran home (next block over from my friend's house), came back and took a key to my doors, put oil in the tank, and opened the hood and poured oil down the carb. One of the guys at the party saw him running away about 15 minutes after he "left" pissed off. I go out, see my doors, get pissed and try to start the car to go show his parents what he did. I didn't know about the carb/tank until I tried to start the car.
So I waited until about 2am, snuck over to his house and beat the shit out of his precious car. Amazing how a 5lb 300 year old piece of metal can cut right through car sheet metal, tires, windows, A-pillars and grills.
after this guy passed out drunk, a friend rubbed some kind of a jalapeno in his ass and spread some egg white. i'm told his look after waking up was priceless...
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I used to work the night shift at a factory in my town - my supervisor was an absolute asshole. He got paid about 100 grand a year and in the two years a mate and I worked for him, we never saw him do anything except for check his email and surf crap amateur porn sites (as opposed to distinguished porn boards such as DSF). When my mate left and I was the only one on the night shift, I decided to fuck with him - doing stuff like leaving rotting garbage in his desk. When that got boring, I would give his coffee cup a wash in the toilet bowl every single night I was there.
By the time I left for greener pastures, I'd been doing that for 18 months or so and he was still drinking out of it. On my last night there I recorded a video of his mug getting a taste sensation upgrade and showed it to everyone in the business except for him. Since everyone thought he was a cunt, no one fessed up for months - it eventually got back to him and he switched mugs. What he didn't know is that I taught my replacement to wash the mug the same way.
There's been four guys in that role since I left, and every single one of them has kept up the fine tradition.
Regarding pranks - my boss' father in law was in the Navy and used to mail shits to his mates on leave. The secret to mailing a shit, it seems, is to wrap it in gladwrap for maximum freshness.