Sweet sweet revenge!

fakearms123

Have you ever gotten revenge on someone who has done something wrong to you, it doesn't have to be a physical act of revenge, just getting someone back for what they have done to affect you in a negative way.

There was this c*nt in school called Dirtbag Steve, he had very bad hygiene. He was in school with me up until 6th class in primary school. I was a very shy guy back in primary school and I avoided confrontation with people at all costs, I was a bit of pushover because of it. Anyway this lad would pick on me during 4th and 5th class and now that I was in 6th class I was getting sick of it. During school and even up until now I have always been athletic and sporty, i played basketball, hurling, gaa football and swimming at the time. This dirtbag would show up to school everyday with f*cking curry stains on his jumper and yellow sh*t in his teeth. He would do stuff to me like hide my pencil cases and books, steal my premier league stickers, trivial stuff when you think about it but at the time it push me to limits. One day me and my friends were playing pogs (old school ), and stephen walks up and kicks a stack of my pogs and half of them go down a drain. I lost it, my brain was trying to tell me like it always does to avoid confrontation and walk away. But then he reaches down for the rest of my pogs and so I grabbed him by the neck and push him back up against the wall till his head smacks the wall, he tries to fight back but it becomes immediately obvious to me that I am a lot stronger than him. So I let loose with knees to face, we both start swinging punches wildly and his shots are only grazing my shoulders, my shots are precise and strong landing on his temples, stephen had taken so many punches that he is putting his hands up now, I then picked him and dump tackled him into the bike rack, and his leg and arm is stuck painfully and he's screaming. I told him that if he plays sh*t like that again I would do worse things, I went into secondary school with a backbone and I havent been bullied since.

Penn

When I was in school, this kid kept referring to me as Dirtbag Steve or ignoring me, no matter how much I tried to get his attention. So I kicked a bunch of his pogs (old school ) down a drain.

Absolutely nothing happened after that though. That was the end of it.

Smcgie

TL;DR

Geek with pogs turns jock - likely imagined it all.

summerskin

Smcgie wrote: »

TL;DR

Geek with pogs turns jock - likely imagined it all.

hmm so you read it, making the "TL;DR" a lie, a lie dammit!

NoDice

"Dump tackled" sounds like you blasted him with shit.. Heh heh...

fakearms123

Barrington wrote: »

When I was in school, this kid kept referring to me as Dirtbag Steve or ignoring me, no matter how much I tried to get his attention. So I kicked a bunch of his pogs (old school ) down a drain.

Absolutely nothing happened after that though. That was the end of it.

You gotta love AH!

hoodwinked

pogs, pogs, i vaguely remember those....i just can't quite put my finger on what they looked like...


what did they look like again?

RachaelVO

Couldn't possibly say... the court case is ongoing :pac:

fakearms123

hoodwinked wrote: »

pogs, pogs, i vaguely remember those....i just can't quite put my finger on what they looked like...


what did they look like again?

Little disc shaped cardboard cut outs and the slammer which is made of metal

Gulliver

This guy called Scott Tenorman pissed me off so I ground up his parents and made them into chilli and fed them to him. :pac:

pragmatic1

Yeah I had an accident at work and my cousin pissed himself laughing and told everyone in work what had happened. The next week he had an even bigger accident and I called everyone I could get to go down and laugh at him. Ah good times.

DrumSteve

I can assure you I was no dirtbag.

Orando Broom

I went to the shop to buy messages one time. The shopkeeper sold me substandard messages because he thought I looked like a dense mong who would not be able to discern between merchantable quality messages and substandard messages. I was acutely aware of the subterfuge, however. Then just as I was about to pay for the substandard messages, I shouted "AHA!!" " Those are substandard messages!" The whole shop stopped and looked in my direction. Now I have to confess I was feeling very self conscious at this point, but I stuck to my guns. The messages were substandard; I knew it, the shopkeeper knew it. Sheepishly, he replaced each and every substandard message with merchantable quality messages. I then made him take 5p off the box of tea. Reluctantly he did.

kelle

Look at Steve now.....

the keen edge

Orando Broom wrote: »

I went to the shop to buy messages one time. The shopkeeper sold me substandard messages because he thought I looked like a dense mong who would not be able to discern between merchantable quality messages and substandard messages. I was acutely aware of the subterfuge, however. Then just as I was about to pay for the substandard messages, I shouted "AHA!!" " Those are substandard messages!" The whole shop stopped and looked in my direction. Now I have to confess I was feeling very self conscious at this point, but I stuck to my guns. The messages were substandard; I knew it, the shopkeeper knew it. Sheepishly, he replaced each and every substandard message with merchantable quality messages. I then made him take 5p off the box of tea. Reluctantly he did.

Your tale of demanding, and then receiving, satisfaction pleases me greatly Sir.

Pleases me greatly indeed.
Bravo to you Sir.

cgordonfreeman

Years ago I had a house party and some prick intentionally put fag burns in all the floor surfaces downstairs in my house.

Anyway, I found out who did it and one night at a different house I saw yer man there. I was eating a bag of malteasers at the time so I went outside, stuck a malteaser up my hole and put it back in the bag in such a way that if you were to put your hand in the bag the only one you'd be able to get was the pooey one.

Went up to yer man, offered him a malteaser, he accepted and picked out the special one and gingerly chomped away on it.

As soon as he had it finished I told him where it was and he puked instantly. He said it tasted funny. I bust my bollicks laughing.

Sweet revenge indeed...

Kidchameleon

OP,

Perhaps if you dident go around calling people "Dirtbag" they wouldn't have a problem with you. When he kicked your pogs, he was getting HIS revenge...

jimthemental

Got a lot of **** off a lad I worked with in a part time job. On my last day he told me to go wash his van and gave me the keys. I took it and parked it up so badly I had to climb out through the back and out the double doors. Alas he wasn't able to climb back into the van (due to being a fat cúnt) after everyone had gone home and left other vans parked around him so he had to walk a few miles in the rain. Gave me a smile walking out of there.

Dirtbag Steve is now dating this lady,...

http://www.boards.ie/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=2056233312 :D:D

phill106

fakearms123 wrote: »

There was this c*nt in school called Dirtbag Steve

God, poor chap, even his parents didn't like him...

NoDice

Kidchameleon wrote: »

OP,

Perhaps if you dident go around calling people "Dirtbag" they wouldn't have a problem with you. ...

Woah... You're Steve aren't you?? :eek:

OutlawPete

Horse trainer gave me a tip one time and it lost, so I stole his best horse and held it for ransom. Everyone blamed the 'RA and the media went nuts, so eh .. that horse had to go to horsey heaven

Duggy747

Knew a guy in school who was sick in the head for pranking people's house phones. I mean really derranged stuff like ringing houses at 5am and running up bills in excess of €200.

One night he started pranking my housephone relentlessly. I had his mobile no. so I had it on speed-dial, waited for him to ring the housephone again and then rang his mobile before picking up.

I picked up the housephone, heard breathing, and then heard his mobile phone go off with unmistakeable ringtone he had. Him roaring out "Oh fùuuuck!...." and hanging up didn't help.

The very next day I saw him in town and punched him a few times. :pac: Hardly a dish served cold but he really, really deserved it for the months of abuse he gave everyone.