best revenge you got on someone who did something bad to you?

Whyohwhy? · 04-02-2016 4:23pm

harry Bailey esq wrote: »

Point being?? Sordid revenge sex does it me,her aesthetics don't make a difference ,extra brownie points(no pun intended) if it's his barely legal sister and you insert it into the tradesmans entrance.

And send him the video with a big ****-eating grin and two thumbs up... Followed by the cum face grimace, now that's good revenge.

DEFTLEFTHAND · 04-02-2016 4:28pm

Tom_Barry wrote: »

I have to disagree with all the people saying revenge is wrong etc... I firmly believe if someone goes out of their way to wrong you then you have every right to wrong them? are you meant to just accept it and move on? it just seems so defeatist to me!

It's the whole Christian thing of turning the other cheek.

It's very hard to do that obviously. One of the most astonishing examples I ever witnessed of this was just last year when the families of the Carolina church shooting victims publicly forgave the murderer at his hearing and asked him to repent so that he could save his own soul.

How many people could do that so soon after the incident? If it was my loved one I'd want to beat him to death.

storker · 04-02-2016 4:56pm

In my first IT job many years ago we had a guy who was a bit of a chancer. OK on technical knowledge but with a dodgy attitude. He got a new job elsewhere and the first day after he left, we (the IT manager and I) needed some information that we reckoned must be on his PC. Just to make things easier, I logged in with his account, and saw that his Hotmail came up automatically, a couple of the subject headers got my attention so I had a look and discovered:

1. A time-related issue that he knew was going to crop up but hadn't told anyone about just out of badness.
2. He had set up remote access to the Internet via our network for a whole bunch of friends and relatives.
3. E-mails from the girl he was cheating on his girlfriend with.
4. He expected to get contract work from our company even after leaving and figured it would be easy money.

The end result was the IT manager fixed the time-bomb issue, I disabled the free Internet access and then had a little chat with HR about what we discovered. Needless to say, he never set foot in the building again.

Thinking back, I suppose I should have made it 4/4 by forwarding one of the other woman's e-mails to his current girlfriend. It would have come from his hotmail account after all. I don't know why I didn't think of it at the time.

Mesrine65 · 04-02-2016 4:58pm

Kidchameleon wrote: »

Ah the old Klingon proverb

Sicilian actually

EagererBeaver · 04-02-2016 5:31pm

storker wrote: »

In my first IT job many years ago we had a guy who was a bit of a chancer. OK on technical knowledge but with a dodgy attitude. He got a new job elsewhere and the first day after he left, we (the IT manager and I) needed some information that we reckoned must be on his PC. Just to make things easier, I logged in with his account, and saw that his Hotmail came up automatically, a couple of the subject headers got my attention so I had a look and discovered:

1. A time-related issue that he knew was going to crop up but hadn't told anyone about just out of badness.
2. He had set up remote access to the Internet via our network for a whole bunch of friends and relatives.
3. E-mails from the girl he was cheating on his girlfriend with.
4. He expected to get contract work from our company even after leaving and figured it would be easy money.

The end result was the IT manager fixed the time-bomb issue, I disabled the free Internet access and then had a little chat with HR about what we discovered. Needless to say, he never set foot in the building again.

Thinking back, I suppose I should have made it 4/4 by forwarding one of the other woman's e-mails to his current girlfriend. It would have come from his hotmail account after all. I don't know why I didn't think of it at the time.

Not really revenge to be honest with you, you just copped on that he'd been riding the life out of you without you knowing it. Sending on the emails would have been good revenge. That and something to do with piss.

JellieBabie · 04-02-2016 5:46pm

Sorry but some of these are ridiculous! Going to the bother of lacing food with laxatives - that's really bad. What if they had a medical condition and you made them really sick?

EagererBeaver · 04-02-2016 5:47pm

JellieBabie wrote: »

Sorry but some of these are ridiculous! Going to the bother of lacing food with laxatives - that's really bad. What if they had a medical condition and you made them really sick?

Well then it would be even more satisfactory. Prick shouldn't have used my pen without asking first.

OldMrBrennan83 · 04-02-2016 5:50pm

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JJJJNR · 04-02-2016 6:11pm

During my college years I worked as a chef, and one of the pot washers was a bit of a snitch (reporting us for drinking cokes from the dry storage etc) so myself and the other chef put some revenge tactics on him..

Put some fish heads into his sink, threw a load of fairy washing up liquid into his industrial washer, with lots green dye, changed his ice cold pint of coke with an ice cold pint of malt vinegar .. fairly tame but he jumped a mile when he seen the fish head bob out of the murky dish water, took about 30 minutes to wash away the green bubbles from his wash area and ended up puking his ring in front of the hotel while he was outside on his smoke break, drinking his ice cold malt vinegar...it was all priceless

voz es · 04-02-2016 6:13pm

This one is not me but still I think it needs to be shared here, say I heard it from a friend of a friend,,,,,,,,,,

So first year in a popular Irish third level institute and two lads are sharing a room and experiencing life away from home for the first time. A bond develops and the lads become friends. In fact the whole group in the house gets on well and the go out regularly together.

Then one January night one of the lads little sister comes up for a night out. While enjoying herself in the night club a host of hooded young men come up to her and start trying to lift her skirt, said older brother intervenes with his fist and the hooded young chaps tell him he is in for it outside as the bouncers are dragging them apart.

Forward on a few hours and the club is over, older brother who from now on we will call Tom meets a lovely lady and leaves the club while his sister and her friends go about their own business.

Dom and the nice girl are walking down the street and out of no where a shiny object comes into Toms foresight and Tom is on the ground getting kicked and hit, altogether getting a good hiding.

Dom looks to his left and see's from his pavement view his housemate eating chips across the road, housemate turns his back and walks away while eating chips.

Dom arrives home after a little time in hospital and house mate asks him what ever happened to you, Tom said little. So room mate does his usual routine and has a good drink of water out of the five liter bottle of water and Tom arrives at his revenge.

For the rest of the year when ever that lad was gone from the room Tom went to his press, took out the bottle of water stuck his dick in it and shook the bottle of water around, nicely screw the cap and left it back in the press.

Neither the water or the fight was ever mentioned again............

redbel05 · 04-02-2016 6:16pm

Usually i'm a forget it for a quiet life kindof person, but...

Flatmate at college would come home (sonetimes 3-4 nights a week) after 2 at night to continue the party in our living room- very loudly and messily. After repeatedly asking her to stop the nonsense, I decided I'd had enough.
So waited one night till they had gone and put the snib on the door. At about 2 o clock, I could hear her at the door fumbling with keys. Drunkenly saying "I'm sure its this key ". Gradually more and more flustered until she decided to roar down the phone to the landlord " that bitch of a flatmate has changed the locks!!!" Landlord came about half an hour later (he lived a couple doors down). At which point I had sneakily put the snib back off, and crept back to bed. To say that he was not pleased with her would be an understatement. Especially as she had gotten thick with the the door and kicked a dent into it. She never did find out that it was me that put the snib on, and when asked by landlord if I hadn't heard the banging, I replied "earplugs...you couldn't sleep without them here most nights". Think the landlord had a chat with her later but she kept parties to one night a week max. thereafter and cleaned up her own messes after parties.

Mesrine65 · 04-02-2016 6:17pm

Don't do revenge, I'm all about the smiting :eek:

rawn · 04-02-2016 6:36pm

redbel05 wrote: »

Usually i'm a forget it for a quiet life kindof person, but...

Flatmate at college would come home (sonetimes 3-4 nights a week) after 2 at night to continue the party in our living room- very loudly and messily. After repeatedly asking her to stop the nonsense, I decided I'd had enough.
So waited one night till they had gone and put the snib on the door. At about 2 o clock, I could hear her at the door fumbling with keys. Drunkenly saying "I'm sure its this key ". Gradually more and more flustered until she decided to roar down the phone to the landlord " that bitch of a flatmate has changed the locks!!!" Landlord came about half an hour later (he lived a couple doors down). At which point I had sneakily put the snib back off, and crept back to bed. To say that he was not pleased with her would be an understatement. Especially as she had gotten thick with the the door and kicked a dent into it. She never did find out that it was me that put the snib on, and when asked by landlord if I hadn't heard the banging, I replied "earplugs...you couldn't sleep without them here most nights". Think the landlord had a chat with her later but she kept parties to one night a week max. thereafter and cleaned up her own messes after parties.

...snib?

Usernemises · 04-02-2016 6:52pm

Used to live with a right head melter. He was constantly on the couch farting and burping and eating with his mouth open, finish all someone elses milk etc etc. A right pain to live with. He also had a semi bald head which he maintained with his clippers which was kept in the shared bathroom. I would use his clippers to trim the pubes then be all happy in myself when he would go upstairs to shave his head. It's the little things. I hated that guy.

MonkieSocks · 04-02-2016 6:52pm

Mesrine65 wrote: »

Revenge...a dish best served cold.

Salad?

skibum · 04-02-2016 7:07pm

rawn wrote: »

...snib?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snib

Sam Kade · 05-02-2016 12:34am

A neighbour who's wife was seeing another man told her husband that she was leaving him for this other man. The man arranged to pick her up at the end of the road one evening and the two of them would elope. Anyway she packed her bags headed off down to the end of the road and waited and waited and waited, he never turned up

The silly woman had to head back up home again with her baggage and face her husband.

LynnGrace · 05-02-2016 9:37am

Neyite wrote: »

Heard this from a little granny at my hobby group:

Years ago - back in the early 90's, her son went off to college in Limerick. There was a spate of thefts of Levi's/ Wranglers and any kind of branded clothing from washing lines of the student houses. One night, a pair of her son's 501's got robbed, along with jeans belonging to his house mates.

Off he goes home to the sticks for the weekend and on his return, brought back some electric fencing wire, and wired it up to the house electrics so it was live, just like the auld lad had shown him years ago. They then hung a few decoy bits of washing out on the line, switched on the power and waited. The shrieks and yelps later that night from two female scum bags in their back garden was music to their ears.

I love this! Sweet revenge, for sure.

razorblunt · 05-02-2016 10:59am

Sam Kade wrote: »

A neighbour who's wife was seeing another man told her husband that she was leaving him for this other man. The man arranged to pick her up at the end of the road one evening and the two of them would elope. Anyway she packed her bags headed off down to the end of the road and waited and waited and waited, he never turned up The silly woman had to head back up home again with her baggage and face her husband.

I hope the husband put the snib on the door.

Sam Kade · 05-02-2016 11:04am

razorblunt wrote: »

I hope the husband put the snib on the door.

He didn't, the fool took her back.

Sam Kade · 05-02-2016 11:16am

Neyite wrote: »

Heard this from a little granny at my hobby group:

Years ago - back in the early 90's, her son went off to college in Limerick. There was a spate of thefts of Levi's/ Wranglers and any kind of branded clothing from washing lines of the student houses. One night, a pair of her son's 501's got robbed, along with jeans belonging to his house mates.

Off he goes home to the sticks for the weekend and on his return, brought back some electric fencing wire, and wired it up to the house electrics so it was live, just like the auld lad had shown him years ago. They then hung a few decoy bits of washing out on the line, switched on the power and waited. The shrieks and yelps later that night from two female scum bags in their back garden was music to their ears.

If he connected the wire to the house electrics he would be looking out at dead scumbags. Even if he used an electric fencer they wouldn't be yelping, they'd just get a belt off the wire and pull their hands away fast. I'd say the little granny was telling you porkies. Also they wouldn't catch the wire if they were taking the clothes off it and cloth deadens an electric fence.

EagererBeaver · 05-02-2016 11:16am

Sam Kade wrote: »

He didn't, the fool took her back.

Kind of a crappy revenge then!

Sam Kade · 05-02-2016 11:18am

EagererBeaver wrote: »

Kind of a crappy revenge then!

Not exactly, she got stood up.

RonanP77 · 05-02-2016 11:19am

I have none that I'd care to admit to because a few people on here know who I am. I have a few that came from older lads I work with, they're in their 60s.

The first lad had only started working here so it was back in the early 70s, he used to bring homemade cake or apple tart to work every day but a lot of the time it would go missing. He got fed up of it and put a worm in the middle of a slice of cake, wrapped it up and left it in his bag. Sure enough the cake went missing that day but it was the last time it ever happened.

The second lad was still at school at the time so we're talking mid 60s. He was at a small rural school with no running water. It was his job to go to the well 1 field away every morning to get water, the teacher used it to make tea during the day. She used to beat the crap out of him with a stick most days and he was sick of it. One morning he decided to get his revenge so he pissed in the bucket of water. He had a big smile on his face later on when he saw her drinking her tea.

maudgonner · 05-02-2016 11:23am

EagererBeaver wrote: »

Kind of a crappy revenge then!

I'd like to think that he took her back only so that he could enact a long, well thought-out, systematic revenge. That somewhere out there, he's playing the long game and enjoying every minute of it.

kfallon · 05-02-2016 11:28am

Sam Kade wrote: »

He didn't, the fool took her back.

The dopey fúck!!

EagererBeaver · 05-02-2016 12:17pm

Sam Kade wrote: »

Not exactly, she got stood up.

Who took revenge? The guy she'd been having the affair with? What was he taking revenge for in that case? He might have ****ed her over a good bit (tee hee hee) but that's not revenge.

Katgurl · 05-02-2016 12:21pm

It's probably not a very interesting one but years ago I was living with two of my female friends in a houseshare; all good fun, we were 19/20 so going out constantly, having boys over, sharing clothes , sharing meals etc. One of them had gotten into a serious relationship with a bloke who turned out to be a class A manipulative w@nker; telling her she was fat (laughable), we were s!uts, we weren't her real friends etc. She unfortunately fell completely under his spell and moved him in. That was the end of the good vibes and myself and other singleton told constantly that "no tv after 9.30pm", no using the stereo at all, no people no guests allowed over, constant passive aggressive sulking or him appearing on the couch if we were chatting quietly squeezing in between us with his hood up and arms folded to intimidate us etc. She transformed almost magically into Susie Homemaker. Fair enough, people can live whatever way they want so myself and other girl decide to get our own place and leave them to marital bliss as this is not what we signed up for. We gave our notice and had found a place to move into in two weeks time when we overhear the two of them slagging us off really really nastily. So we quickly packed our bags and disappeared home for the last two weeks we'd paid rent for but made sure to lock and take key to my bathroom door (directly under their bedroom) with the loudest shrillest most head wrecking alarm set to 4am. This alarm sung for 40 mins too without switching off. The first few days we were bombarded with angry texts which then petered off as it must have dawned on them that it wasn't an accident.

Thargor · 05-02-2016 12:32pm

kingchess wrote: »

Long story made short
I married her daughter just to piss her off,

Read that as "maimed her daughter" for a second :eek:

arayess · 05-02-2016 12:47pm

Katgurl wrote: »

It's probably not a very interesting one but years ago I was living with two of my female friends in a houseshare; all good fun, we were 19/20 so going out constantly, having boys over, sharing clothes , sharing meals etc. One of them had gotten into a serious relationship with a bloke who turned out to be a class A manipulative w@nker; telling her she was fat (laughable), we were s!uts, we weren't her real friends etc. She unfortunately fell completely under his spell and moved him in. That was the end of the good vibes and myself and other singleton told constantly that "no tv after 9.30pm", no using the stereo at all, no people no guests allowed over, constant passive aggressive sulking or him appearing on the couch if we were chatting quietly squeezing in between us with his hood up and arms folded to intimidate us etc. She transformed almost magically into Susie Homemaker. Fair enough, people can live whatever way they want so myself and other girl decide to get our own place and leave them to marital bliss as this is not what we signed up for. We gave our notice and had found a place to move into in two weeks time when we overhear the two of them slagging us off really really nastily. So we quickly packed our bags and disappeared home for the last two weeks we'd paid rent for but made sure to lock and take key to my bathroom door (directly under their bedroom) with the loudest shrillest most head wrecking alarm set to 4am. This alarm sung for 40 mins too without switching off. The first few days we were bombarded with angry texts which then petered off as it must have dawned on them that it wasn't an accident.

thats' good revenge

humberklog · 05-02-2016 12:49pm

During a boozy lunch time on a Saturday with a big gang of mates in London during the mid 90's one of the more In Your Face friends got quite unkind with my then girlfriend.

He was a typical English "geezer"- good enough bloke mostly but an aggressive bully with more than 6 pints of Stella on him.

My girlfriend left soon after and I stayed on with the gang.

Let's call him Matt (because that is his name) got a general bollocking from the group and he approached me to say sorry. I tapped him on the shoulder with one hand pulled him close in and said " no problem" while I dropped my cigarette into the pocket of his brand new coat.

He sat down for a few minutes sleepily rueing in the corner of the pub before deciding he had enough and made his goodbyes.

I followed a distance behind.

Looking at the fooker drunkily wrestle his burning coat off his back and jumping all over it on the Tottenham Court Road is a memory that'll always bring a smile to my face.

Neyite · 05-02-2016 1:02pm

Sam Kade wrote: »

If he connected the wire to the house electrics he would be looking out at dead scumbags. Even if he used an electric fencer they wouldn't be yelping, they'd just get a belt off the wire and pull their hands away fast. I'd say the little granny was telling you porkies. Also they wouldn't catch the wire if they were taking the clothes off it and cloth deadens an electric fence.

No, They got a belt off the fencing all right. Since I wasn't there, I cant tell you how exactly it was wired up to to make it give a shock rather than kill, but the lad knew how to connect a fence to a power source, as taught by his auld lad. They'd been doing it on the farm for years. And that's what he did. Those fences are designed to give you a jolt, rather than maim or kill, otherwise they would be too unsafe for farm use with children around.

And the quickest way to take stuff off a washing line is to hold the line with one hand and unpeg with the other, so that's likely what the women did. If they've never encountered electric fencing before, its possible they didn't realise what shocked them and tried again.

It did happen, and pretty much the way I described, because when I went home that evening and told my partner the story, it turns out he went to the local school with the guy who did it, and was in college in Limerick around the same time with him too and the lad became a bit of a legend for it. Both in Limerick and at home.

ticklebelly7 · 05-02-2016 2:05pm

I was a staff manager in a big London university. We'd taken on this chap who was as lazy as sin except when dealing with the Director of the department, where he was so far up her ar*e he could see daylight. He was constantly boasting about how popular he was and who he'd shagged and what drugs / drink combo he'd had at the weekend. His boss thought he was wonderful. We knew he was a coke-fuelled ingratiating little gob****e.

I was going to dent his ego if it was the last thing I did.

Four weeks before Xmas I sent out an email to several members of staff reminding them that it was nearly time for the annual Nativity Living Crib. I assigned roles to each of them and Gob****e Junior was to be one of the Three Kings. What wasn't apparent was that I'd misspelled all their names - except for his - so that the emails would bounce back.

On the last day of term, when we had a big Christmas party in the afternoon, Gob****e Junior turned up in the Staff Room wearing a floor length red skirt topped off with a navy blue tunic. Across his shoulder was his cloak, a leaf green curtain, and the piece de resistance was my tea cosy, covered in custard yellow satin and finished with a huge dangling earring in the middle, which he had on his head as a turban. Oh, and he was carrying a little brass pot which was filled with burning incense and he waved this around as I'd instructed him to.
Bear in mind that no-one apart from a couple of other people knew about this. So the assembled staff were rather taken aback by this wonderful vision that passed amongst them wafting lightly - being terribly terribly British though, no-one commented or dared to ask why he'd turned up like that ...

Classic Rock Man · 05-02-2016 3:32pm

Broken hearts want broken necks.

Lets leave it at that.

Thargor · 05-02-2016 3:39pm

The laxative stories you get in these threads are always such bullsh1t, especially the poster who claims to have "found some in a press" at a party and laced his screw-top (never seen them for sale in Ireland) Millers with them.

humberklog · 05-02-2016 3:43pm

Thargor wrote: »

The laxative stories you get in these threads are always such bullsh1t, especially the poster who claims to have "found some in a press" at a party and laced his screw-top (never seen them for sale in Ireland) Millers with them.

I've never seen a non-screw top bottle of Miller in Ireland. Not saying they don't exist but I've only ever got screw tops myself.

Still don't believe laxative stories though.

ancapailldorcha · 05-02-2016 3:43pm

Wibbs wrote: »

Honestly? The point where I truly stopped giving a damn about them. For me morons are kinda like cracks in the path, in the landscape, to be avoided, largely going unnoticed unless you happen to trip over one by mistake when your head is on other things and then you feel foolish for doing so.

This. So much this.

That said, I used to live with 3 drug addicts. One was addicted to Coke, another E with the last chaps poison of choice being herbal. The pothead was a really ugly person. The stuff strongly accentuated his uglier qualities. Used to glare at me, have his pals round stinking out the place, all night parties every weekend, etc.... Anyway, I'd a few friends from Ireland in town. There was a place in the centre of town, Manchester in this instance which offered all-you-can-eat Chinese for £6. I'd been a few times and it was good grub. Afterwards, we head around various Irish pubs and I end up consuming 8 or so pints of Guinness. Heading home I begin to feel unwell. I get off the tram and I realise I've got food poisoning. It's a special feeling realising that you're about to pollute yourself in public. About half a second between realising you're not going to be able to stem the tide and the gates opening. I digress, however. Fortunately, I was living in a posh suburb and it was dark so I race home. I have a shower where my condition... deteriorated. I went to bed and my housemate has told me that he's had to clean up my mess thinking it was vomit. I didn't bother to correct him. Not revenge as such but every time he pulled one of his stunts, this memory alleviated a lot of my suffering. If I ever see him again, I think I'm going to get his name wrong on purpose.

razorblunt · 05-02-2016 3:51pm

Thargor wrote: »

The laxative stories you get in these threads are always such bullsh1t, especially the poster who claims to have "found some in a press" at a party and laced his screw-top (never seen them for sale in Ireland) Millers with them.

Screw top Millers are fine, definitely can get them. But yeah, the rest of it is highly suspicious alright.

EagererBeaver · 05-02-2016 4:04pm

Thargor wrote: »

The laxative stories you get in these threads are always such bullsh1t, especially the poster who claims to have "found some in a press" at a party and laced his screw-top (never seen them for sale in Ireland) Millers with them.

I lived in Dublin for 10 years and from the beginning to the end, screw cap Miller was widely available.

Pinch Flat · 05-02-2016 4:48pm

Not direct revenge as such, but about 10 years ago I worked in an organisation where the CEO made life hell for the employees - a sociopathic , narcissistic bully. Shortly after joining the organsiation, he took a particular dislike to me, and invented fake disciplinary charges to have me disciplined. Went to HR but they wouldn't dare question him - they rowed in instead in the whole charade.

He formulated my first warning it in a formal written warning (was totally fabricated) and made it clear that if I took it any further - employment tribunal / solicitor - that the entire resources of the organisation would be brought in against me. I attended the disciplinary meeting - him flanked by HR and one of the other directors, almost like Sugar in the apprentice. It was an extremely stressful time for me and I ended up resigning from the organisation shortly after my 'trial'.

Imagine my surprise then when shortly after leaving, he was effectively publicly sacked - on the evening news, the whole thing. Staff that remained there said he was escorted from the premises by security, almost in tears, his belongings in an card board box and publicly humiliated. My only regret was that I wasn't working there to witness this and give hi ma slow clap on the way out. But was a nice bit of schadenfreude nevertheless.

youtheman · 05-02-2016 5:06pm

Toots wrote: »

Not sure if anyone remembers the catastrophic laxative effects Bulmers pear used to have, but it was quite potent.

I remember someone who used to work in the Customer Complaints section of Bulmers once receiving a letter describing the after-effects of the Bulmers pear cider. He said it was like "pulling a pin on a grenade". I thought it was an apt description.

Thargor · 05-02-2016 5:23pm

humberklog wrote: »

I've never seen a non-screw top bottle of Miller in Ireland. Not saying they don't exist but I've only ever got screw tops myself.

Still don't believe laxative stories though.

EagererBeaver wrote: »

I lived in Dublin for 10 years and from the beginning to the end, screw cap Miller was widely available.

Well I spent 5 years in various pub jobs throughout college serving them after popping the tops off on the bottle openers like every other bottle of beer

PinkLemonade · 05-02-2016 5:30pm

Thargor wrote: »

Well I spent 5 years in various pub jobs throughout college serving them after popping the tops off on the bottle openers like every other bottle of beer

Off-licence boxes of Miller are usually screwtop, what they supply to pubs probably isn't

YFlyer · 05-02-2016 5:49pm

voz es wrote: »

Neither the water or the fight was ever mentioned again............

The other guy never knew about the dick in the water?

Sam Kade · 05-02-2016 6:08pm

Thargor wrote: »

The laxative stories you get in these threads are always such bullsh1t, especially the poster who claims to have "found some in a press" at a party and laced his screw-top (never seen them for sale in Ireland) Millers with them.

humberklog wrote: »

I've never seen a non-screw top bottle of Miller in Ireland. Not saying they don't exist but I've only ever got screw tops myself.

Still don't believe laxative stories though.

razorblunt wrote: »

Screw top Millers are fine, definitely can get them. But yeah, the rest of it is highly suspicious alright.

It really happened as for saying screw top Miller bottles never existed in Ireland now that's bullsh1t.

Capt'n Midnight · 05-02-2016 7:15pm

DEFTLEFTHAND wrote: »

It's the whole Christian thing of turning the other cheek.

You mean like when you're mooning someone ?

Mesrine65 · 05-02-2016 7:24pm

Thargor wrote: »

The laxative stories you get in these threads are always such bullsh1t, especially the poster who claims to have "found some in a press" at a party and laced his screw-top (never seen them for sale in Ireland) Millers with them.

Sure ye wouldn't need laxatives if ye're drinking Millers

:P

beertons · 05-02-2016 8:56pm

As a former barman, a few squeezes of eye drops into a pint would give a lad the scuts. Laxatives come in many forms.

Thargor · 05-02-2016 9:48pm

beertons wrote: »

As a former barman, a few squeezes of eye drops into a pint would give a lad the scuts. Laxatives come in many forms.

"Eyedrops" is nearly as wide a pharmaceutical term as "tablets", it covers whole ranges of drugs and is a completely meaningless phrase, although most are just saline which wouldn't do anything.

I just dont believe all these laxative stories, its a lazy cliche you've seen Adam Sandler and friends do a million times but it just wouldn't work like that in real life and you sound like the 13 year old geek with the fake girlfriend who goes to "a different school" when you try to bullsh1t about spiking someones drink or food with them, it just doesnt work like that:

How long do laxatives take to work?
Bulk-forming laxatives can have some effect within 12-24 hours but their full effect usually takes 2-3 days to develop.

Osmotic laxatives such as lactulose can take 2-3 days to have any effect so they are not suitable for the rapid relief of constipation.

Stimulant laxatives usually work within 6-12 hours. A bedtime dose is recommended so you are likely to feel the urge to go to the toilet sometime the following morning. However, you may try taking it at different times in the day to find the best time of day for you. Some people naturally have their bowel movements later in the day rather than in the morning.

Stool (faecal) softeners usually work within 12 to 72 hours.

http://patient.info/health/laxatives

EagererBeaver · 05-02-2016 10:26pm

Alright there, Buzz Killington. I wouldn't go taking the thread too seriously.

You're still wrong about the Miller though.

best revenge you got on someone who did something bad to you?

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