Wow... some of that (see rotteneggs link)^^^^ shit is straight from the anarchists cookbook... that may pre-date some of you guys but us old folks know what that is! (I will probably be arrested just for mentioning it!) Another dirty scam, I'm not sure if it would still work, is to call all the utilities and tell them you are going to be digging on your lawn, this works especially well if they have a nice, manicured lawn... each utility will come and mark the pipes/cables in different coloured flourescent paint... beautiful abstract art! Just make sure to tell them to come at a time when you know the people aren't home.

Back in the BBS days, (yes before the internet...) war-dialing was very popular... just run a crappy old modem to a phone line (preferrably not your OWN!) and set it up with a string to dial the jerk's number over and over and over and over... very funny!

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I once did something really crazy as a kid and threw a cocktail (made form gasoline and terpentine) at my friends lawn and set his whole front yard on fire...no trees...lets just say he didnt have gras to cut for a good year lol

I got one...

spray paint their cat/dog...

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We made a smoke-bomb the size of two city blocks... majestic... I still have the recipe, PM if you want it. And make the smoke!!!

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she's going to know it's you regardless...so why not *really* enjoy the moment? walk up to her...say hello...and punch her in the face.

j/k...but on paper, doesn't it sound sooooo satisfying?

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Originally posted by MarkT she's going to know it's you regardless...so why not *really* enjoy the moment? walk up to her...say hello...and punch her in the face. j/k...but on paper, doesn't it sound sooooo satisfying?

that might work until she presses charges for assult.

I suggest that because she's leaving in 5 days, just blast your fucking stereo until 11pm. She can't do anything until after 11 when noise by-laws kick in

Perhaps another idea is to post her phone number on TA and tell everybody to crank call her a few times. Whats even a bonus is that we're up of all hours of the night.....I would partake because I know that you guys aren't that noisy at all.

Sadly, the **** does not have a bike, let alone a car.
I would never harm anyone's pet, EVER.
And I don't have a key to her apartment to put rotten meat in the radiator (which would be the new tenant's problem by the time it went bad.
I'd grease up the stairs to her porch, if I wasn't worried the people on the 3rd floor would slip using them too.
I don't know her email address, tho we're tempted to cut her phone service off early.
Maybe the loud music til a certain time might do the trick. A while ago, after she once woke me up in the middle of the night (again), I turned my stereo speakers on their back, facing the ceiling (they were already close to it on a shelf), turned on the radio REALLY loud, and went to take a nice long shower. Her bedroom is right above mine. Did she ever bang on the door... I never went to answer it. I guess that's my last resort. I ordered the *60 service from Bell and had her number blocked, so if she wants to bitch the next couple days, she'll have to come down herself or bang on the ceiling.

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Originally posted by Enraptured Wow... some of that (see rotteneggs link)^^^^ shit is straight from the anarchists cookbook... that may pre-date some of you guys but us old folks know what that is! (I will probably be arrested just for mentioning it!) Another dirty scam, I'm not sure if it would still work, is to call all the utilities and tell them you are going to be digging on your lawn, this works especially well if they have a nice, manicured lawn... each utility will come and mark the pipes/cables in different coloured flourescent paint... beautiful abstract art! Just make sure to tell them to come at a time when you know the people aren't home. Back in the BBS days, (yes before the internet...) war-dialing was very popular... just run a crappy old modem to a phone line (preferrably not your OWN!) and set it up with a string to dial the jerk's number over and over and over and over... very funny!

anarchists cookbook .. , Some of the shit in there was pure evil.

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Originally posted by Skipper I once got revenge on a girl who fooled around with my boyfriend while I was in high school. I really, really hated her, but I was a teenager and couldn't think of anything more vengeful than egging her car and writing SLUT in mustard on her driveway. (Well, her parents driveway) Little did I know....that the next day, the sun dried up all the mustard and soaked it into the pavement permanently. So, in HUGE writing on her driveway, facing the road, read the word SLUT. I wonder if it's still there.

hee hee... my vengeful highschool story also involves a cheating boyfriend. I found out the girl he cheated with really REALLY liked him but he was just in it for the night and was actually trying to avoid her afterwards. I mailed his gold necklace he gave me to her with a note from him saying "can't wait to see you again, love john"...when he meet up with her to tell her that he was not interested in her and she should stop calling him....she was wearing his necklace. I imagine he had a hard time talking himself out of that one.

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Originally posted by tatgirl Sadly, the **** does not have a bike, let alone a car. I would never harm anyone's pet, EVER. And I don't have a key to her apartment to put rotten meat in the radiator (which would be the new tenant's problem by the time it went bad. I'd grease up the stairs to her porch, if I wasn't worried the people on the 3rd floor would slip using them too. I don't know her email address, tho we're tempted to cut her phone service off early. Maybe the loud music til a certain time might do the trick. A while ago, after she once woke me up in the middle of the night (again), I turned my stereo speakers on their back, facing the ceiling (they were already close to it on a shelf), turned on the radio REALLY loud, and went to take a nice long shower. Her bedroom is right above mine. Did she ever bang on the door... I never went to answer it. I guess that's my last resort. I ordered the *60 service from Bell and had her number blocked, so if she wants to bitch the next couple days, she'll have to come down herself or bang on the ceiling.

give us her number give us her number, we'll make her life a living hell for the next 5 days


...and then she'll be gonzo

Would love to, but fear that some one might slip out the reason behind how or why they are bugging her.

Maybe I'll PM a select, trustworthy few with her number. (PM me if you're interested)

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