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Two years ago I lived alone in the dorms at my University, and I happened to always become the butt of the jokes from the guys down the hall.  It was always dumb middle school pranks so it never really bothered me that much, but it became more frequent and it got to me.  I would come back from my friend's and my door would be covered in some ketchup or soap or something of the sort. My fuse was getting shorter everytime. On the week of finals everyone was getting ready to go home for winter break and was studying and packing up.  On this particular night I had a final at 8:00 in the morning so I studied all day and hit the sheets early to get a good nights rest.  Around 1:00 in the morning I head a loud bang on my door and someone running back down the hall.  I knew who did it right away, so I open the door and it appears they decided to throw mac n cheese all over my door.  The RA happened to be walking back from the bathroom and I explained what happened and he made them clean it up. 

Now here comes my petty revenge.  After my final I just sat around thinking up ways to get them back. Well it came about that I was leaving early the next morning and they were all leaving in one car later in the day. So that night I sneak out and let the air out of all four of the car tires, the night before they are supposed to leave! Basically leaving them stranded at school for about 3 more hours because no one else had a car and they had to somehow find a way to get air in the tire. It wasn't much but it felt great to get my revenge.
<bot>: Was messed with all throughout a semester of college. The night before we are supposed to go back home for Christmas I let out all the air in the kids tires, delaying his drive home by about three hours.