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As he stared up at her in wonder, she then plugged in her curling iron. You know the one with the hard plastic bristles? Turned it on max.

 

Then she shoved it up his rectum and left.

 

 

OMG! I laughed so hard when I read this I actually had tears!

 

I'll bet he walked like John Wayne for like ... two months or something!

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JaneInVegas - I'll bet he walked like John Wayne for like ... two months or something!

 

 

The story goes it was a fatality ... again, I don't know if this is just a urban legend up in my part of Canada but ... yeah, eyes wide open all of the time now.

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The story goes it was a fatality ... again, I don't know if this is just a urban legend up in my part of Canada but ... yeah, eyes wide open all of the time now.

 

This guy who worked for me found out his wife (and childhood sweetheart) was cheating on him. He went home and killed her. Rumor has it he went looking for the OM, but couldn't find him. Then he went back home and killed himself. His neighbor actually saw him that morning, out in his front yard with no shirt on, but the sun was just coming up, so what he took for mud all over this guy was actually blood.

 

This guy was my friend. He was very laid back, he worked for me for a couple of years and I never saw him get upset about anything. I never saw this coming.

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My wife told me about her emotional affair about 19 months ago. She then walked across the street to a neighbor's house. It was after dark, and I did not see where she went. I thought she had driven away.

 

She then called the police and told them we had a domestic dispute, that I was a possible meth user and had guns in the house. (I don't use drugs and the guns are old 22s I have not used for 20 years).

 

When two policemen arrived to meet her across the street, she would not sit in the neighbor's front room .... she answered their questions in the neighbor's kitchen in the back of the house, while sitting on the floor (she would not sit in a chair). She told the police she did not want me to see her there, that she was afraid.

 

We had both had had about 3 glasses of wine. I never use drugs. The guns were old 22s I have not used for 20 years and I had no idea where they were in the house. I have never been violent.

 

I was quite surprised when two (other) policemen knocked on my door, entered, and asked me about meth, guns, etc.

 

Within 10 minutes after the police left, I started reading the emails, and I did not finish until 7 hours later (and this was a 9 day affair at that point!).

 

The point of this response on this thread, I suppose, is to illustrate how a WS can be afraid of revenge, and try to protect herself, even though her fears of violence were groundless.

 

To the untrained eye it might also illustrate how an otherwise normal person, while in the fog of the affair, semi - drunk, and under intense emotional pressure, tried to have her betrayed husband killed in a gun battle with police.

 

I did not see the police report until nearly a year had passed. It was from the report that I learned about what happened that night, and how my life had been endangered.

 

I do not believe my wife did all of this consciously trying to kill me. Unconsciously? I doubt it, but will likely never be 100 % sure.

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Scary similar experience. 20 year marriage done after OM befriended my wife, then me, then my son, and even our dog. Even brought his own dog treats so dog would always love him. Brought video games for my son. I actually thought he was an ok guy as he helped me with yardwork and car issues. Didnt know he was also vacuming for my wife, cooking when she didnt feel like it, cleaning and basically studying her and tellingnher everything she wanted to hear. Turns out he left his wife of 21 yrs and 2 children 5 months earlier, has no friends, and a family that wants nothing to do with him. I refused to see all the signs at the time due to the fact that i was blinded by my love for my wife and didnt want to believe she would cheat on me. Bang she says she needs to find herself and needs to find her happiness and alone time. All lies as she moves into an apartment with this con man. Instant devastation for my son and I. 3 months since dday. I have horrible thoughts of crushing this guys legs as he walks in the dark after his work. I have my son so that is all that is stoping me from vengence at this point. I feel that some day he will pay although it may even be years down the road. I have forgiveness in my heart but this is a tough one. The betrayal and lies have been incredible. The heartache, suffering, and anguish cut to the core of my being. Just letting it go seems to be too easy for them. Please i could use some legit ways of payback that wont land me in jail. The anguish has turned to vengence and hatred and consumes now

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I didn't have any really off-the-wall revenge fantasies. I did want to take a bat or some sort of object to his new pickup truck but I didn't. I figured my 3 kids were more important than to do something stupid which could get me arrested.

 

When I was with my now xH, I did beat his car up, but with my bare hands. it wasn't about the cheating though, it was in revenge for the abuse he committed upon me, and then drained the bank account, took our only car, and was in the bar drinking away our savings with his OW while my child was out of diapers, and I had to borrow some from a neighbor.

 

I pulled the rearview mirror off and used it to break the headlights, taillights, and side view mirrors. I broke off the antenna, and the sun visors. I used the broken pieces of glass to scratch the paint, and used my hands and feet to dent everything I could.

 

He called the police, who got a good laugh watching me destroy the car. They informed him that he lived in a community property state, and the only law I was breaking was littering, because of all the broken glass. As long as I cleaned up after myself, there was no crime. There is no law that said I could not destroy a car that belonged to me! :D

 

The officers watched, and when I was finally physically exhausted, they helped me sweep up the broken glass with a broom they borrowed from the bar owner. My H asked them if he could take the car and leave, they let him after I said he could have it as I was done with it. He got pulled over three blocks away and was cited for multiple violations (broken head/tail lights, cracked windshield, no mirrors) It was LOVELY!! :lmao:

 

Of course I got my a$$ beat for it later, but it felt sooooooooo good at the time, that it was worth it!

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Mine is a work-in-progress...

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Here goes...

 

Have an affair with his 30 year old daughter.

Have a porn like sex session, film it, then send it to OM.

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I grew up in a bad area, during high school days I had a circle of close friends, we each had each others back, sort of a safety in numbers. I also had another circle of associates, who we could turn to if there was a need for larger numbers

 

One of the characters in the neighborhood was a middle aged man called Oddball, who could be seen walking around the area, with a small transister (shows my age) radio to his ear. The story was that about 10 years previous he had been involved with more than one married woman, until he was given a blanket job by persons unknown and was never the same again. Rumour had it he only retained one and it did not work.

 

In my junior year one of my classmates had a problem with a guy who had graduated the previous year. His mother was probably going through what I now know to be a MLC and this guy was boffing her. The OM took great delight in taunting the son and the father. The OM was repeatedly told it would be best for his health to get out of Dodge or he would end up like Oddball. The father, son, and several friends took off fishing for the weekend, and the OM was treated to a blanket party, ended up with a badly beaten face, broken ribs and took several blows to his groin. This as known as the baseball bat blue balls. Towards the end of summer my classmates threw a kegger out at the lake. It was my first kegger. It was never said, but everybody knew that the father had provided the keg.

 

Following graduation many of my classmate found themselves serving time in Vietnam, several of whom had married their high school sweethearts. On a couple of occassions it became obvious that the wife was seeing someone on the side, while our classmate was serving his country. They became known as Oddball jobs.

 

As we grew up and went to college or assimilated into the workforce, we still kept in touch. Back in the old neighborhood, the close circle of friends evolved into baby gangs. Nothing like the gangs of today, just a more structured circle of guys who had each others back Some of my friends had younger brothers, who I knew were involved. And the tradition of the Oddball job was continued. The last one that I heard of was about year before I got married.

 

With the break up of my marriage, my fantasy was to be able to visit a local waterhole, (alas I now lived a thousand miles away), buy a pitcher of beer and during the conversation, mention that I was having marriage problems. Later one of my friends would have asked if I had a name, and that would have been it. A couple of months later, after the OM had been given an Oddball job, I would have returned to the bar and tell my friends I was considering having a reunion and throwing a kegger. A date and place would have been agreed on. Nothing else would have been said.

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Come on, anyone else? It's all fantasy not anything you would actually do, just have thought about.

 

Having the printed dirty chats with OWs read aloud 'round the Thanksgiving table in front of entire extended family. Seeing the shock and awe on their faces that WS is the ultimate two face wearing, serial cheating, lying piece of crap.:lmao:

I thought about printing chats as well and mailing copies of them to his family. Suddenly he would not be the hero they all thought he was. I decided against it.

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Living everyday using the cheater to my advantage. He can pay all the household bills. Maintain the yard and house. I can make him a hotdog for dinner. Life is good.

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Oops...I forgot this one, and thank you Whiteflower for sparking the memory.

 

When I discovered the OW, I hacked his computer and discovered he had ALSO reinitiated conversations with an old high school girlfriend; had provided his personal cell phone number and spoke of how he and I no longer connected.....

 

I wrote a preface to it, sort of outlining my responsibilities during his years of living like a single guy, (kids, jobs, bills etc.) and sent it out to his family.

 

Yep. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned......

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Oops...I forgot this one, and thank you Whiteflower for sparking the memory.

 

When I discovered the OW, I hacked his computer and discovered he had ALSO reinitiated conversations with an old high school girlfriend; had provided his personal cell phone number and spoke of how he and I no longer connected.....

 

I wrote a preface to it, sort of outlining my responsibilities during his years of living like a single guy, (kids, jobs, bills etc.) and sent it out to his family.

 

Yep. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned......

I'm fighting back the laughter at work as I write this!

 

How did you both overcome the embarrassment of all this?

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When I was with my now xH, I did beat his car up, but with my bare hands. it wasn't about the cheating though, it was in revenge for the abuse he committed upon me, and then drained the bank account, took our only car, and was in the bar drinking away our savings with his OW while my child was out of diapers, and I had to borrow some from a neighbor.

 

I pulled the rearview mirror off and used it to break the headlights, taillights, and side view mirrors. I broke off the antenna, and the sun visors. I used the broken pieces of glass to scratch the paint, and used my hands and feet to dent everything I could.

 

He called the police, who got a good laugh watching me destroy the car. They informed him that he lived in a community property state, and the only law I was breaking was littering, because of all the broken glass. As long as I cleaned up after myself, there was no crime. There is no law that said I could not destroy a car that belonged to me! :D

 

The officers watched, and when I was finally physically exhausted, they helped me sweep up the broken glass with a broom they borrowed from the bar owner. My H asked them if he could take the car and leave, they let him after I said he could have it as I was done with it. He got pulled over three blocks away and was cited for multiple violations (broken head/tail lights, cracked windshield, no mirrors) It was LOVELY!! :lmao:

 

Of course I got my a$$ beat for it later, but it felt sooooooooo good at the time, that it was worth it!

 

haha fallen angel - I love it! Especially that he got pulled over for broken headlight, tail light, etc. Sorry about the abuse afterwords - if that didn't take place - it would have been all the more sweeter!

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I'm fighting back the laughter at work as I write this!

 

How did you both overcome the embarrassment of all this?

 

Oh, no, not me Whiteflower! he had to deal with the embarassment. His sisters called him up in a frenzy to ask him if this old girlfreind "was the one?"

 

I was so done! And i wanted them to deal with HIM, because I could not deal with my own devastation, my children, the house and the job, and still be drawn into his melodrama!

 

He had been talking to one sister about his OW, his dissatisfaction in the marriage, blah, blah, blah.

 

And while I was initially thrilled he had someone to talk to and confide in, I think I especially wanted HER,

-his sister confidante- to know, this isn't about me or the OW, no matter how he spun it!

This is a very, very, confused man, because lookie here--He is still trawling the waters for someone new to validate him.

 

Yeesh!

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haha fallen angel - I love it! Especially that he got pulled over for broken headlight, tail light, etc. Sorry about the abuse afterwords - if that didn't take place - it would have been all the more sweeter!

 

I love it too! Fallen Angel, I wish I had known more about community property. That I could have gotten away with it makes it all the more regrettable that I did not carry out my plan in HER driveway!

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I hesitated to post a few of the things I did during the crazy periods after D-Day simply because they would seem like revenge. But to me, they were consequences and well deserved.

 

I'm the one who shoved poop in H's mouth while he was sleeping. To this day, I have never felt bad about that. And I'm the kind of person who feels awful if I'm not cheerful to a tollbooth collector.

 

Another thing I did, that was extreme and I still dont feel bad about:

One of the OW was married. This was one that really bothered me because she knew who H was (the others didnt know his real name), & we had all met at the same time. When I confronted her via IM chat she denied everything, then said she just sent pics and emails, then said her H knew everything. But I already knew everything, I just wanted her to admit and apologize to me. Thats it. Nope, she couldn't. So - I mailed copies of all of their emails to her H. He had not known of course, but somehow decided to side with his wife and say it was just pics no contact and then they were BOTH extremely rude to me personally.

Meanwhile, I researched the screenname she was using and discovered a website she used advertising her services as a dominatrix. My H had no idea of this hobby she had. I then anonymously emailed the advertisement which included face pictures of some of the men she serviced to everyone listed as contacts of the company they both work for. Sadly, I have no one to tell me the details of the resulting shytestorm.

 

It wasnt the cheating, it was the lies when I knew the truth. Like I'm stupid. People think I'm harmless because I'm polite and nice. But when I tell someone not to F with me, I mean it. Plus...I like the irony, these are not random acts.

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I hesitated to post a few of the things I did during the crazy periods after D-Day simply because they would seem like revenge. But to me, they were consequences and well deserved.

 

I'm the one who shoved poop in H's mouth while he was sleeping. To this day, I have never felt bad about that. And I'm the kind of person who feels awful if I'm not cheerful to a tollbooth collector.

 

Another thing I did, that was extreme and I still dont feel bad about:

One of the OW was married. This was one that really bothered me because she knew who H was (the others didnt know his real name), & we had all met at the same time. When I confronted her via IM chat she denied everything, then said she just sent pics and emails, then said her H knew everything. But I already knew everything, I just wanted her to admit and apologize to me. Thats it. Nope, she couldn't. So - I mailed copies of all of their emails to her H. He had not known of course, but somehow decided to side with his wife and say it was just pics no contact and then they were BOTH extremely rude to me personally.

Meanwhile, I researched the screenname she was using and discovered a website she used advertising her services as a dominatrix. My H had no idea of this hobby she had. I then anonymously emailed the advertisement which included face pictures of some of the men she serviced to everyone listed as contacts of the company they both work for. Sadly, I have no one to tell me the details of the resulting shytestorm.

 

It wasnt the cheating, it was the lies when I knew the truth. Like I'm stupid. People think I'm harmless because I'm polite and nice. But when I tell someone not to F with me, I mean it. Plus...I like the irony, these are not random acts.

 

I've got to say, the poop in the mouth, absolutely hilarious! Wish I had thought of it.:lmao::lmao::lmao::lmao::lmao:

 

The lying does suck. My H had some irreplaceable items. After a couple of months of lies, I figured enough was enough. Every day after being lied to, the next morning I would sweetly ask him to build a fire before he left for work. I would then, after he left, throw some irreplaceable items in and watch them burn. I enjoyed the irony as well. This worked well for me until he ran out of things for me to destroy. If he ever asks me what happened to them, I will tell the truth.

 

The best thing I did for me was to get a motorcycle. I couldn't stand feeling like I couldn't let him out of my sight, but being on my bike made me feel free, and it didn't hurt my riding buddies ended up being his brother and his good friend, and we went out all the time leaving him sitting his ass at home. Good times. ;)

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2sure, I too am polite, nice and well-mannered. I give everyone the benefit of the doubt, and approach most problems from a psychological viewpoint, filled with compassion for the possible motivations of others.

 

This helps me deal with my reality, better than anger, finger-pointing, or assigning blame to others.

 

I mean, I can be the eternal victim, or I can try to understand the realities of others.It helps me to know, that others may have not set out to intentionally hurt me, rather hurting me was a bi-product of their own unresolved issues and insecurities.

 

You, in particular helped me to understand and accept the motivations of OW who need a diversion from the lonely reality of raising a child alone. Whiteflower helped me understand those who do it for love.

 

But do not underestimate me....I have had one coup after another from people underestimating me. It no longer insults me, but inspires me to use it to my advantage when I need to.

 

When the OW broke NC and I called her, I was stunned by the tone of contempt she held for me. I know he told her lies about me, but hold on now!

 

Within 1 minute...she was crying. I remained kind, but I needed her to know I am not the poor wifey here. Never was. Never will be.

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There was a lady here that found out that her boyfriend was a simultaneous serial cheater . She downloaded his address list and invited all his ladies to a party at his place.

 

Confronted by the mob, he left town for good.

 

Recently, there was a picture of a guy posted on the internet. He stood alone on a busy roadway. The poster around his neck said simply "I cheated"

 

I wonder if she took him back?

 

Just recently someone wrote about a husband who came home unexpectedly and found his wife on the job.

 

He pulled out a Five Dollar note, handed to the man and told him to buy a real woman. The embarrassed wife left soon after, though tried to return two weeks later.

 

Tough, he was done.

 

I like the picture of the last man. He held his dignity and proved that he was still the man.

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2sure, I am constantly amazed at how God has reigned me in so to speak. The things that cross my mind and don't become action. I couldn't have said that a couple of years ago. I am like you. I like to help people, am usually pretty good at being a team player and I enjoy a good debate. But....when I say leave me alone. That is exactly what I mean. When I say just ignore me and give me a wide berth, that is what I mean.

 

Don't play games with me, don't lie to me and don't mess with my family. I am grateful for God's guidance (otherwise I would be dead or in jail) and I am very grateful for the continued improvement in letting God handle things. Still......there is that dormant part of me that lies in a constant state of quite readiness.

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2sure, I am constantly amazed at how God has reigned me in so to speak. The things that cross my mind and don't become action. I couldn't have said that a couple of years ago. I am like you. I like to help people, am usually pretty good at being a team player and I enjoy a good debate. But....when I say leave me alone. That is exactly what I mean. When I say just ignore me and give me a wide berth, that is what I mean.

 

Don't play games with me, don't lie to me and don't mess with my family. I am grateful for God's guidance (otherwise I would be dead or in jail) and I am very grateful for the continued improvement in letting God handle things. Still......there is that dormant part of me that lies in a constant state of quite readiness.

Bent, I have often wondered why you 'haven't wavered' and still seem pretty angry. I think you know I have no intention of sparking any debate with you, but it just seems that though you have moved on quite a bit you still hold on to some anger. Is this by design, or is it just part of your personality? Sincerely, I hope it isn't some sort of protection factor that blocks you from finding love again. I think someone with your spitfire deserves a good partner who can match your wit!

 

Spark1111, thanks for what you said earlier, that was nice. I do believe that most OWs are not out to ruin the BW. I would agree that is just the bi-product of one of many things some of which you sited but there are so much more. Sometimes the H just falls out of love with his W and is too cowardly to make a firm choice so he keeps both. On that we can all agree.

 

And perhaps we should side with each other and carry out the craziest revenge fantasies together!

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Bent, I have often wondered why you 'haven't wavered' and still seem pretty angry. I think you know I have no intention of sparking any debate with you, but it just seems that though you have moved on quite a bit you still hold on to some anger. Is this by design, or is it just part of your personality? Sincerely, I hope it isn't some sort of protection factor that blocks you from finding love again. I think someone with your spitfire deserves a good partner who can match your wit!

 

Spark1111, thanks for what you said earlier, that was nice. I do believe that most OWs are not out to ruin the BW. I would agree that is just the bi-product of one of many things some of which you sited but there are so much more. Sometimes the H just falls out of love with his W and is too cowardly to make a firm choice so he keeps both. On that we can all agree.

 

And perhaps we should side with each other and carry out the craziest revenge fantasies together!

 

 

WF, I know your true intentions and I dont' question them at all. I am not angry, but I do have moments of regression. I am still learning new techniques to deal with childhood issues, the depression issues and to come to term with the things that I have done to hurt others. I tend to take on the feelings of things that I view as unjust. Right now in my area there was a child murdered because the father was angry that the child's mother wouldn't let him beat the older brother. My therapist and I work on me letting go of things I can't control, but it is a long standing habit....hard to get rid of. :o My daughter says I have a procupine personality:laugh: so I know I appear angry. I am aburpt, short and very sarcastic(like you didn't already know that;))

 

I truly at this point in my life don't want a relationship. I was with Mr. Messy for most of my life and being controlled by the NPD personality. I want to experience the world and I don't want to do the relationship thing again for awhile. And yes, I do have and probably will for a while(also childhood related)trust issues. His betrayal just piled on to what was already there. But I am a work in progress and I feel lighter, KWIM?

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WF, I know your true intentions and I dont' question them at all. I am not angry, but I do have moments of regression. I am still learning new techniques to deal with childhood issues, the depression issues and to come to term with the things that I have done to hurt others. I tend to take on the feelings of things that I view as unjust. Right now in my area there was a child murdered because the father was angry that the child's mother wouldn't let him beat the older brother. My therapist and I work on me letting go of things I can't control, but it is a long standing habit....hard to get rid of. :o My daughter says I have a procupine personality:laugh: so I know I appear angry. I am aburpt, short and very sarcastic(like you didn't already know that;))

 

I truly at this point in my life don't want a relationship. I was with Mr. Messy for most of my life and being controlled by the NPD personality. I want to experience the world and I don't want to do the relationship thing again for awhile. And yes, I do have and probably will for a while(also childhood related)trust issues. His betrayal just piled on to what was already there. But I am a work in progress and I feel lighter, KWIM?

Well that is good that you are working with a therapist. I do enjoy your quick wit and sharp sarcasm (even when directed at me sometimes:cool:) but I do hope you can learn to trust again and be with someone who compliments your personality. You deserve so much better than Mr Messy. (I still laugh at his nickname). BTW, I knew I'd find you on THIS thread, lol. Love ya!

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