In the distant past, I dated some guy for almost 4 years. He was great at first which made me love him in my own way, but things changed 2 years in. He started to become jealous, physically abusive, and controlling. The Jeckel and Hyde switch completely took me by surprise. He would stalk me if I tried to leave, beg for my forgiveness...I still can't believe that I let myself go through all of that. It was completely out of character of me.
Anyhow, I found out that he was cheating on me with a girl he met at work AND he got her pregnant. I didn't overreact. I didn't yell, throw things or go after anyone. That wasn't my style. What I did do was plot out my revenge. Did I still care about or want him? Fuck no. But he needed to be taught that what he did and who he was was unacceptable. So I waited til the time was right. I knew he was going to some technical school and that they were very strict about the students being in the class at 7pm or they weren't allowed in the building. I knew he always parked his car under a light so he could find it.
Background info: he was into some freaky shit when it came to sex. I was fine with that but there were a few things that made me question what team he was on, if you know what I mean. Anyhow, we would always go to these sex shops and buy a ton of sex toys. So many that we had a big duffel bag filled with "fun". When I found out about his cheating, the "bag" was in my possession...
Now back to the parking lot. I pulled into the parking lot at 6:58pm (2 months out). Once I saw they were inside, I took the sex bag out of my car and walked over to his car parked under the light. I proceeded to cover his car in dildos, anal beads, vibrators, etc., and then I covered his car in k-y and anal ease. Then I put a big poster board on his windshield that read, "HERE'S THE DILDOS BACK THAT YOU MADE ME FUCK YOU UP THE ASS WITH YOU FUCKING FAGGOT." Now, I know they had a break at 8pm and most of them went outside to smoke. His car was in plain site.
I did receive a call that night from him. He was so angry I couldn't understand anything. But there were a lot of curse words. He did get me on the phone eventually and I told him I didn't have a clue what he was talking about. He started laughing and said, "whether you will admit to it or not, you got me good. Damn. I didn't know you had it in you. Every time one of my classmates sees me they say, "yo, A---, you got any batteries? They were crying and laying on the ground laughing." I could tell that he was turned on by my boldness. What a stupid prick. But yeah. I get creative when I'm wronged.
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muir it does make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside when I think about it.