The best revenge I ever had was on a bloke who wouldn't leave my girlfriend (now wife) alone. He had a porsche and thought he was Mr Cool.
We went to a festival where everybody was camping. He turns up, parks the car in the campsite and proceeds to join us in the beertent.
Whilst he was in there, 20 of us snuck out and PICKED UP the porsche, moved it 50 yards and then put a house tent over the top of it.
He spend 2 days looking for his car, and crying his eyes out. When everybody left the festival, only the house tent (anbd the porsche) was opn the field.
He found his car eventually. Didnt see the joke, especially as one of the lads had deposited about 50 kgs of horse manure into the front seats...
It couldn't have happended to a nicer bloke
