Topic: ways to get revenge
started by: CatKnight
Seriously though are you in a dorm? Most dorms have Ethernet connections with everybody on the same subnet, and students check their email through telnet (sending passwords in plain text). You can install a sniffer on your laptop and log telnet connections going through the dorms. By the end of the day you should have every bodies login and password. Then login as you victim and send a bunch of lame ass questions to his professors starting with "I'm very fucked up right now and I was wondering". Be sure to clear any stored sent items when you log off. Your friend will spend the rest of his/her academic career wondering why the teachers hate him/her.
email me at wiley@cbk.net and I will give you a link to a sniffer.
Some other threads have good listings for practical jokes as well.
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When 1337 hax0rs start impaling each other with swords and typing code with a hook on one hand, then they can modify the term "pirate."
"No. What?"
"Revenge"
This may seem like a really good idea CK but I can almost be certian its going to get you into trouble. If you do something to the network or mess with anything at school you could put yourself into something serious. I would suggest you just forget about it.
On a side note. I had a friend in undergraduate who had issues with his roommate. One night the roommate played a practical joke on my friend. Well my friend instead of laughing it off and letting it go decided to get him back by placing dirt, leaves and other various nasties underneath the covers of his roommates bed. Knowing that the roommate would be going out that night and getting trashed and showing up drunk like every saturday night he figured the roommate for one wouldnt notice all the shit in the bed and then just laugh it off. It didnt happen that way. As it turns out the guy was drunk and did notice and the following day when he sobered up he told the residential life. Long story short after judicial hearings and so forth my friend was forced to move off campus his very first semester at school....mid year when there was little off campus housing.
Honestly I would think long and hard about getting revenge on someone especially when it can have consequences such as losing your housing and thus making your life very difficult.
And as a point of law, if you do something intentional, even if the other person is not really harmed by it they can still sue you. Thats just a little caveat for ya.
Sorry... I've never bashed CK before, thought I'd try it out for fun.
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Originally posted by Vigilante:
It is quite addictive, though not so much as flaming you.
*rimshot*
On second thought...no let's definately not do that, there's enough shit on the boards as it is.
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Veistran
- Sarcasm is just one more of the free services that we offer.
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Originally posted by Chrissy:
And as a point of law, if you do something intentional, even if the other person is not really harmed by it they can still sue you. Thats just a little caveat for ya.
ah theres that amazing american judicial system in action there! you can go to jail for crimes that didnt actually have an affect on anyone thus contradicting the definition of a crime i.e something that affects someone in a bad way.
what is it with sueing everyone these days?
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Oh and by the way, if you see your mum this weekend, be sure to tell her SATAN!!! - Orbital
For example:
A and B get into a fight. A throws a rock at B and hits B in the head, there are no real damages, in fact B doesn't suffer at all hardly. B sues A for Assault and Battery. The intention does not have to be to harm...the intention just has to be to commit the act itself. The act of A throwing the rock at B was enough to have assault and battery. Now to the important issue of how the jury would award this case. You have to think about that as being almost separate from the lawsuit itself. The jury would more than likely find for B on his claims, but seeing as he wasn't really injuried there isnt much for the jury to award to.
The implication of the justice system here (especially in Torts) is that people need to be made whole again by acts both intentionally committed and unintentionally commited (we call that last one negligence).
It's not that America's sense of justice is messed up its just that people really believe they have a right to their day in court. When you are coming from an outside perspective I can see how others see this as greedy. However, when you work the law from the inside (i.e. become an attorney or go to law school) you see that for every trial that happens, 1,000 don't because their is no claim, or because they get settled out of court. Lawyers who take cases where there is little or no basis for ajudication can be sanctioned. Most lawyers try and becareful of that, no one wants to be disbared.
First of all if you suspect someone did something to you the first thing I would do is see someone is residential life. I would think if it was more than one person they would want to get it cleared up before it escalates (you boys have a tendency to make mountians out of mole hills, but thats just my observation). Call up your RA (or if you are the RA) call up the building RA or who ever runs the part of campus you live on and make a complaint. I doubt that you need clearn and convincing proof that these guys are harassing you, I think the claim itself is enough.
Now, wait till dark. Put on some gloves, and take the can in front of the guys door. Attatch a hose, and slide the other end under the door. Open the valve, and walk off.
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We did this as a college prank to some rather annoying neighbors. The next day, fire officers were there trying to cut them free. That more or less ended their constant pranks around campus. 
Well, anyways, here's an excerpt.
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Posted by someone
Come to think of it, poo makes the funniest joke. A log on someone's car hood = endless hilarity. A log in their fridge = death from laughter.
Hehehehe. In their fridge, man. For optimal results, wrap in a burrito shell and hope they'll eat it one night.
The guy runs around stinking like a fuckin burger for a week, no matter how many times he showers.
Note: Laughter value is increased proportionate to the amount of dogs in the area.
Or got < www.about.com > and look at the sign up page, you can hook any asshole's address in there and just click to your heart's content to sign him up to loads of mailshots. It also links to other mail list pages too. No verification email checks.
He came to be known as the Phantom Crapper...
In the mornings when a prof would unlock his room, or when the librarian would open the library, they would find a perfectly intact pile of feces in the funniest places...
ex: inside the top drawer, on the chair, right in front of door (if the door opens in, the shit gets spread out over the floor [never knew how he did that one]), on the overhead projector, on the outside windowsill
In the library:
on the barcode reader (the kind built into the table), on the computer monitor, inside any random filing cabinet, and here's the best: on the highest shelf, about seven feet in the air, on the top, yes, the very top, and perfectly crapped.
How was it done?
Let me tell you, for I once knew the Phantom Crapper.
I don't know what sort of diet this guy had, but this shit was perfect. Mildly soft, but not dribbly. Each and every pile was a perfect formation, kind of like the dairy queen logo, you know the one of the ice cream swirly thing.
Now you'd expect that defecation on the top shelf, or in a filing cabinet, or on an overhead projector would be extremely difficult to do. But he had one secret. Pam.
Yes, Pam. That spray stuff that your mom uses to bake cookies.
What he did:
He would take any mobile flat surface (ie: a cutting board, cafeteria tray, something you can carry), cover it with a layer of waxed paper, spray just a little bit of paper with pam, remove pantaloons and undergarments, squat, aim for Pam on paper, and let 'er rip.
He would then quietly sneak over to the 'Drop Zone' (this was the name he gave it), and gently tip the tray, so that the poo would slide off the paper (sliding caused by Pam), and it would land on the 'Drop Zone' to be found in the morning (or whenever somebody opened a particular drawer), in a perfect pile.
I couldn't believe it...but after I actually saw a mission in progress, when I saw the 'Drop Zone' being dropped on, and the tray being carried away, I believed.
--amy
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"I can see the fnords!!"
Thats a pretty funny story too. I've known a few times when I really wanted to do something like that, but never had the balls to actually up and do it.
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Old farts never die, they just get blown away.
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Originally posted by Hellraiser:
HEY! Long time no see, Amygdala!Thats a pretty funny story too. I've known a few times when I really wanted to do something like that, but never had the balls to actually up and do it.
Yeah, thanks. I've been laying low for a while...Don't ask me why...
And it is a great story. Good ice-breaker, especially 'cause it's true...
I know it doesn't help with the revenge problem, but it's a good story none-the-less.
I like the boullion shower thing, though.
--amy
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"I can see the fnords!!"
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When 1337 hax0rs start impaling each other with swords and typing code with a hook on one hand, then they can modify the term "pirate."
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Woo-Hoo!Patch, patch, patch, patch, patch, patch, patch, patch. Patchity patch, wonderful patch. Patchity patch, wonderful patch! (sung to Monty Python's Spam)
Edited to add context (or content, per Kundor's PM)
ModEdit: Okay, El Brando, here is MY idea of content:
Setting: A cafe. All the customers are Vikings. Mr. and Mrs. bun enter -
downwards (on wires).Mr. Bun (Eric Idle): Morning.
Waitress (Terry Jones): Morning.
Mr. Bun: What have you got, then?
Waitress: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg, sausage, and bacon; egg and patch;
egg, bacon, and patch; egg, bacon, sausage and patch; PATCH, bacon,
sausage, and PATCH; PATCH, egg, PATCH, PATCH, bacon, and PATCH; PATCH, PATCH,
PATCH, egg, and PATCH; PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, baked beans,
PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, and PATCH; or lobster thermidor aux crevettes with
a mornay sauce garnished with truffle pate, brandy, and a fried egg
on top and PATCH.Mrs. Bun (Graham Chapman): Have you got anything without PATCH in it?
Waitress: Well, there's PATCH, egg, sausage, and PATCH. That's not got MUCH
PATCH in it.Mrs. Bun: I don't want _any_ PATCH.
Mr. Bun: Why can't she have egg, bacon, PATCH, and sausage?
Mrs. Bun: That's got PATCH in it!
Mr. Bun: Not as much as PATCH, egg, sausage, and PATCH.
Mrs. Bun: Look, could I have egg, bacon, PATCH, and sausage without the PATCH?
Waitress: Uuuuuuuuugggggh!
Mrs. Bun: What d'you mean uuugggh!? I don't like PATCH.
Vikings: (singing) PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH..PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH... Lovely
PATCH,wonderful PATCH.... (Brief shot of Viking ship)Waitress: Shut up. Shut up! Shut up! You can't have egg, bacon, PATCH, and
sausage without the PATCH.Mrs. Bun: Why not!
Waitress: No, it wouldn't be egg, bacon, PATCH, and sausage, would it.
Mrs. Bun: I don't like PATCH!
Mr. Bun: Don't make a fuss, dear. I'll have your PATCH. I love it. I'm
having PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH...Vikings: (singing) PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH...
Mr. Bun: ...baked beans, PATCH, PATCH, and PATCH.
Waitress: Baked beans are off.
Mr. Bun: Well, can I have PATCH instead?
Waitress: You mean PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH,
PATCH?Vikings: (still singing) PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH.... (etc.)
Mr. Bun: Yes.
Waitress: Arrggh!
Vikings: ...lovely PATCH, wonderful PATCH...
Waitress: Shut up! Shut up! (The Vikings shut up momentarily. Enter the
Hungarian [from an earlier sketch])Hungarian: Great boobies honeybun, my lower intestine is full of PATCH, egg,
PATCH, bacon, PATCH, tomato, PATCH...Vikings: (starting up again) PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH...
Waitress: Shut up. (a policeman rushes in and bundles the Hungarian out)
Hungarian: My nipples explode... (Cut to a historian)
Historian (Michael Palin): Another great Viking victory was at the Green
Midget cafe at Bromley. Once again the Viking strategy was the same.
They sailed from these fiords here (indicating a map with arrows on
it), assembled at Trondheim, and waited for the strong north-easterly
winds to blow their oaken galleys to England whence they sailed on
May 23rd. Once in Bromley they assembled in the Green Midget cafe
and PATCH selecting a PATCH particular PATCH item from the PATCH menu
would PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH... (the backdrop rises, revealing the
cafe again. The Vikings start singing again and the Historian
conducts them.)Vikings: (singing) PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, PATCH, Lovely PATCH, Wonderful PATCH,
Lovely PATCH, wonderful PATCH (etc.)
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Originally posted by HeartGabriel:
Testing... < http://lannerd.tripod.com >
...What the fuck?
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~Anztac [ Pertinaciously disconsolate ]