29 Times People Online Actually Got Revenge On Their Bullies And It Was Sweet Like Honey

I had a bully in middle school name Josh, fat kid 3X the size of my skinny a**. He harassed me daily for 2 years, insults, pushing and punching. One day, I was on a friends shoulders on the playground he comes up to rip me down and grabs the neck shirt and gold chain at the same time. Of course he breaks my chain, I snapped; gave him one good karate chop to the side of his neck which dropped him like a sack of bricks. I didn't even get in trouble since the office knew about his constant bullying.

I waited until we were both 30, then let him serve me at Burger King.

In 10th grade, there used to be a trend called folding, (Or nuggeting is what people are telling me), where you would turn someone's backpack inside out, put everything inside it, then zip tie it. Well, the way I prevented this was to put two 5 pound metal weights inside.

Now, there was one bully that would thrive off of making all negative attention turn to me. "I may have done that, but (me) is stupid" ect. Well, at one point I left the class and came back and this guy folded my backpack. Teacher walks out of the room and the bully turns to me and goes "Hey look, (me) got what he deserved."

Now, I'm not that strong, but I swung that backpack in into his face as hard as I could and knocked him down.

Got suspended, and he tried to keep bullying me. I finally walked up to him and went, "do you want me to snap again?". He stopped after that. Made me so happy.

Mine's super petty. There was a dude who picked on me in middle school. I was a quiet nerd who didn't bother anyone.

One day the book fair rolls through. He buys a book. He's enjoying it. He's about halfway through.

I steal it.

He complains, I act innocent, the teacher believes me. F**k you, Clay. I still have that book.

I was your typical looking nerd - scotch tape on my glasses, very high grades, smallish size, building radios in the bus, etc. People tried bullying me more than once, but turns out I got a temper and always fought back. Once a much bigger kid (you know those guys who failed twice in primary school and started puberty before everyone) tried his luck at bullying me by locking me in a locker... (how f*****g cliche I know, I think I'm claustrophobic today because of it). The second I got out, I went into the classroom, walked straight up to him (he was sitting down) grabbed a chair on my way and slammed it on his head. I don't remember much of what happened next because I was in that red state of rage. He never bothered me again and I didn't get in trouble, the teachers loved me and he was a regular bully.

Preschool, this rude boy and his friend used to call me names.

Hit them both upside the head with a wooden block during playtime, still friends with them now.

In fifth or sixth grade there was this huge a**, he would push my head into the water fountains, call me fat, all of the stereotypical stuff. Well one day, he asked to go the bathroom, so while he was still there I asked to go as well. After he left, I put some cloth in the sink and turned it on, flooding the bathroom. He got in trouble for it, and I wasn't even a possible suspect because I was probably the nicest kid in that school.

He just finished being a huge jerk towards me and making fun of me. I was fuming and he turned his back to me.

I hocked up the biggest loogie of my life (does anyone still say that?) and spat it on the back of his stupid leather vest. After my anger had cleared a little bit, I remembered he is a muscular 6'4'' guy and I'm a scrawny little 5'10'' guy. I realized that none of his groupies saw me do it and I backed away.

Later I heard him shouting angrily in the locker room. Luckily he didn't know it was me.

20 years after I last saw him, I found out he started his own business. I left it a bad review on Yelp. Very satisfying.