Friday 6 September 2013

I'm Gonna Kick Your Arse

Recently, I have found myself subject to a fair bit of sass online.  The culprit knows who they are and shall not be named for privacy reasons, but let it be known that this person is aware of the low down, dirty deeds they have been committing.  Rest assured though that I am going to kick their arse.

Let this statement of intent ring out across the Internet.  Don’t say I haven’t given you fair warning for your impending arse-kicking.  Let it come as no surprise when foot meets buttock with stinging justice.  However, a simple kick of the old arse isn’t going to suffice in this instance.  There’s a whole list of vengeful acts I intend to commit upon you.  Here’s what you can expect to happen to you over the next few days/weeks/months/years.

One day, you’re going to come downstairs and find a parrot in your living room.  You have no idea where this parrot has come from, but hey, it’s a free parrot so you decide to keep it.  At first, the parrot seems perfectly pleasant as it whistles contentedly to itself and only ever says “Who’s a pretty boy?”  However, a few days later it suddenly starts shouting “You’re a cock!”  As the days pass, the parrot that you’ve now grown so attached to starts learning more and more swear words.  Unprompted, it starts calling you a "Cock Goblin" and declares you to be "Twattish" at best.  It even begins to coin new swear words such as “Cludgey Hole” and “Shitacular”.  This culminates in a dinner party in which your guests are individually insulted by this horrific bird, then subjected to racist and homophobic abuse.  Your friends will all hate you as a result.

After this, I’m also going to start moving items around your home during the night.  First I’ll start off small by putting the remote between the sofa cushions, but slowly, I’ll build up to bigger items such as your Sky Box in the shower,  bleach in your rabbit’s water bottle, and your dining table on the roof of your shed.  You’ll suspect this is all the work of a poltergeist, and call in an exorcist to fend off the demons.  Before long, your house will appear on Britain’s Most Haunted, subjecting you to a fierce infestation of Derek Acorah.

Who you gonna call?


Once that’s over with, I’m going to start leaving post-it notes around your house that say “I know what you did!”.  On the first day, there will be just one note, and you'll just think it's someone in your household kidding around.  The second day, there will be two notes, and so on until a few months later when your entire is plastered with these notes.  You’ll wrack your brain trying to figure out what it is that you have done.  Was it the time when you told your boss that you’d seen Phil photocopying his nipples to remove him from the running for promotion?  Was it the dick pics you sent on those anonymous imaging sharing apps?  Perhaps it was when you forgot to feed the cat for three days in a row?  The relentless nature of this event will start to drive you insane.

After that has concluded, I’m just going to knock on the door and tell you that you suck, that you smell, and you’re a stupid baby.  This will be the straw that finally breaks the camel’s back.  You’ll sob uncontrollably for the rest of your life until you are committed to a mental asylum and lobotomised.  I will then declare victory and throw a celebration at your family home in honour of the occasion.

Rest assurred, you will rue the day you messed with Addman J. Addmanson.



P.S. could you cut a front door key for me?  No particular reason, I just reckon it might come in handy.  Thanks in advance.

17 comments:

  1. This is actually an incredibly good revenge scheme. I'm pretty impressed and I'm not really sure I could do better without delving into physical torture and mental torture is always the best thing ever. Well, when it comes to torture anyway.

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    1. Oh, I'm all about revenge. I have filing cabinets filled with revenge strategies, categorised by order of seriousness. I have a whole drawer dedicated to people who cut in queues. You really don't want to see what's in there.

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  2. I hope its not me. . . . I don't think its me . . . . . But that parrot sounds cool . . . . Just send the parrot thanks . . . .

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    1. No parrot for you! If you doubt yourself then you are obviously not the perpetrator, and therefore, not entitled to a filthy parrot.

      Incidentally, I will not be giving parrots out to everybody who insults me. Thought I'd better clarify that.

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  3. I know its not me because I don't have an upstairs (or is it a downstairs).I have always thought that Revenge is a dish best served cold... with crushed bits of glass in the mash potato.

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    1. Woah woah woah, do you dare to defile mashed potato? That's just not cricket. Mashed potato is totally off limits dude.

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  4. Well, my email address is constantly being hacked. So, don't take any of those penis enlargement emails as an insult because I certainly don't want any of these vengeful acts to be carried out on me.

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    1. Oh, you were hacked? I thought they were all legitimate and I've been saving them for future use. Not that I need them or anything.

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  5. Is this revenge porn? I keep hearing people talk about revenge porn but I'm not sure what it is.

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    1. If I filmed it, put a seedy baseline over it and added bikinis, then it might be revenge porn.

      I think it's apparent that I don't know what revenge porn is either. Still, I'm getting hot under the collar over it.

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  6. Brilliant. I hope you never get mad a ME!

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    1. How could I ever be mad at you? Just look at that amazing smile in your display pic. You could probably hold my family for ransom and I'd still forgive you if the ransom note had your delightful grin on it somewhere.

      Please don't kidnap my family though.

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  7. Good lord. Remind me not to anger the Addman. For even in the course of exacting your revenge, you take revenge on other things, like the animal kingdom. Is there any bigger f-you to the animal kingdom than keeping a bird in a cage in a house?
    I apologize for anything I may have done or may do in the future. There, that blanket apology should cover me for any horrible offense I may cause, right?

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    1. I accept your apology. Now, we have the small matter of compensation for any future misdemeanors that you may cause in the future. I'd say 10K should keep you covered.

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  8. Truly heartless revenge. I like it. On a side note, I once saw Derek Acorah shopping in the canned fruit aisle of a Tesco - it was every bit as horrible as it sounds. x

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    1. Eurgh, didn't they call for exterminators? I would have thought the store would have to be closed down and fumigated if they had a Derek Acorah infestation.

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  9. If you want a tirade of abuse a pirate would be proud of, just call my ex. Just call her something nice though.

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