I toileted my ex’s toothbrush AND got him served for child support 👹

Hello friends! This is my first time posting, and it’s a little long, but so so good! Please feel free to grab a snack and a beverage, and enjoy what’s about to unfold!

I, (34 F) have a few petty revenge stories involving exes that did me really dirty, but today i will tell you about my favorite one, the double whammy petty fest. The Double Tap, if you will.

It all begins in 2017, I was about 26 years old at the time, and I had a male coworker who was a bit older than me (37), well call him “Tony”. I found him attractive at the time, probably because he had more masculine characteristics and energy that was different than my ex before him.

Well, eventually a little interest in each other wound up being a little more friendly than work friends… if ya know what I mean. We were sleeping together for a little while and I learned some new things about him as time went on… One being that he doesn’t have a license. This comes into play later… just wait. :) Another was that he is a father of 2 little boys, and I was under the impression that he and his baby mama were co parenting amicably, which I admired.

At the time, he was living in a hotel (which is sometimes normal in the southern states), I think he was only given a certain amount of time to stay there, and that was coming to an end, so he was moving into an apartment. Me, being single with no kids, and renting a small bedroom in a lady’s apartment, I wanted a little more space to call my own, so we agreed to move in together and start dating. BIG mistake on my part.

While living together, I saw all of his true colors. The alcoholism was insane!!! To the point where he would be blacked out and nearly pissed all over my clothes in the closet, passing out in random places, he’d pound down bottles of whiskey every night! THEN there were a few times where I suspected that he cheated on me when he would be out running “errands”. And sure enough, I found out he cheated on me with his baby mama.

I obviously ended the relationship and was ready to move out, and he also is moving back into his baby mamas house with his kids. He had the AUDACITY to bring her WITH to our apartment to help pack his things, and to rub it in my face that he cheated on me with her!

Between one of his trips, I was alone and a very bright idea popped into my mind… I needed to get even with him without him even knowing. So I walk into the bathroom, pick up his toothbrush, and gave the toilet bowl a good scrub. This toilet was not clean. It had a ring of black grime around the bowl where the water sat. I got the bristles of his toothbrush allllll in it, and made sure to get up underneath the rim as well. Then I neatly set his toothbrush back on the counter where I found it, finished packing my things, and left. Never looking back or speaking to him ever again.

Then, one day… a few months later, I get a notification on messenger. It’s her. The baby mama. She said something along the lines of “I know that if you saw Tony today...I had it coming. He cheated on me today and came home and accidentally dropped a used condom filled with cum on the floor right in front of me (shit faced drunk). If you want him back, he is all yours. Because I am so over his lies and alcoholism.”

To which I replied “Ohhhhh HECK NO! No ma’am that was not me. After he cheated on me with you, I was lonnnnng gone.”

We went back and forth, and she apologized for her part in his cheating, and I apologized for snapping at her the day she came with him to the apartment. And wouldn’t you know it, our friendship started to form!

We talked back and forth ever since then, and she’d update me on her life and kids, and things going on with Tony, and we’d make fun of him. Needless to say I really liked her and she liked me as well.

About a year later, she messaged me again asking if I’d heard anything about Tony, and that she’s getting ready to hire a private investigator because she hasn’t heard from him in a long time, he’s not been around to help with the kids, he won’t answer phone calls, and their youngest is about to start kindergarten, and he’s nowhere to be found. She wants to get him served with child support.

I’ve had Tony blocked on everything and had his number deleted from my phone ever since we split up, but I said to her “maybe I can help you!”

She happily agreed and sent me his phone number! I promised her that I would screenshot everything and send it to her, if he responded to me. My first message said “Hey… is this Tony? Just wanted to say hi and see how you are doing. This is ____ (me).” He immediately calls me back, probably to make sure it really was me that texted him. We spoke briefly before hanging up. I proceeded to text him again, because this way I have a paper trail of things he says, and I can forward everything to her, and she can send it to her P.I.

I tell him that I’ve missed him, and I have been thinking about him, and hoping we can catch up over a drink at a local bar. To which he agreed. Keep in mind, he still has not talked to his baby mama, or his kids.

I asked him to meet me there, (I knew that he didn’t have a license or a car, so I KNEW he would ask me for a ride, and he did). I said sure, I’ll pick you up! He sends me his address and I screenshot it and send it to her.

He looked AWFUL when I picked him up. If you can imagine a wet, disheveled sewer rat with a bandana, that is what he looked like. We arrive to the local bar, and I sit across from him so that his back is facing the main door. I text the baby mama that we have arrived. Just as our shots get to the table…. In walks in the Private Investigator, along with a witness, and he had a manila folder in hand. The P.I. comes up to the table and says “Hi Tony, it’s nice to see you again” (apparently they’ve had run ins prior to this day)… he slides the folder onto the table and says “you’re being served for child support”.

My heart was racing with nervousness, and excitement for what I was about to say next…

I catch his eyes, and I calmly said to him… “Are you still using that toothbrush?” He says, “what toothbrush?”

Me: “The one I scrubbed the toilet bowl with” I got up, chucked up the deuces ✌🏼, and happily walked out the door, leaving him there alone, served, embarrassed, and car-less.

I then met up with the baby mama at another bar down the street, we had drinks and took pictures kissing each other with our middle fingers up and sent it to him!

Her and I are still great friends to this day and Tony is still living the same, miserable life that he will never change!