I have done a couple of revenge acts in my life. Both on cheating arseholes who deserved it.
The first one was for a friend of mine. Her b/f was cheating on her, and she was pissed off about it, so my plan was as follows.
I called him up and told him he'd won a car in a lottery and gave him a bogus address to go to in order to pick it up on Saturday. On Monday I called him again and asked him why he didn't show...blah blah blah...gave him another bogus address for the next weekend and the dumb shit showed up again.
The irony is that his car was stolen a couple of weeks later. He asked my friend if she'd had anything to do with it. She broke up with him.
The second time was when a friend of mine slept with a man I'd broken up with litterally hours previously. I can tell you I was pissed off and he still had stuff at my place, so first thing I did was throw all his stuff (and anything of hers) onto the footpath. I then called him and told him he might like to come and get it sooner rather than later. Then I called my friends mother (whom she lived with) and suggested she might like to ask her daughter who she brought home last night.
A couple of weeks later, my friend wanted to be friends again and said this bloke wasn't worth it, but I was still pissed off, so I told her she'd have to call him and tell him I was beeing mean to her, and get him to come to another friends house. So she did. When she picked him up (his car had been repossessed) he was wearing boxer shorts and a tshirt. They pulled up out front and my friend went into the house (where a nasty bitey dog lived who wouldn't let people he didn't know inside) and waited while I told the ex what shithead he'd been, and then went into the house.
He stood on the footpath for a while, and eventually had to walk himself home in bare feet.
It was a long walk.
eta: both of these situations caused no physical harm to anyone involved, and made me laugh my head off. I wasn't very understanding in my younger days. I don't think I'd do things like that nowdays even though things went pretty well back then. I mostly don't have the same imagination to think up these sorts of things now. lol
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