My entitled neighbor hits my car and then lies about it.

So I decide to get revenge by ruining over 300 pounds of meat

that he had in his freezer while he was away on vacation.

And I've never felt better about getting back at a neighbor in my life.

Here's what happened.

So for starters, this happened about five or six years ago.

For some context, my neighbor, we'll call him Chester, that's not his real name,

is your stereotypical weekend outdoorsman type.

He owns at least 10 different baseball caps and they all have camouflage on them.

He's one of those types of people.

He drives a jeep which will be important later on, and usually

spends his weekends either hunting, fishing, or prepping for when the world ends. I tried to explain to

him once that we were within the fallout range of a major city, so if it got hit we would be done for either way.

But you know what, whatever.

Everybody needs a hobby, and some peoples is collecting canned peaches.

Now two weeks before the revenge, I came outside to see my car had a broken window on the

passenger side and that part of the frame was dented just above the door handle.

I can tell immediately from the size and shape of the dent exactly what it is from.

As I said, my neighbor Chester drives a jeep and mounted on his front grill as a cable

winch that he uses for pulling stumps and all this other stuff.

It juts out almost a foot and a half in front of the bumper and is made of solid steel.

Anyone with a picture of the winch and the shape of the dent in my car could probably see

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