Concrete Justice: How a Plumber Gave a Violent Drug Dealer the Ultimate Flush
Revenge is a dish best served cold—or, in this case, poured down the drain and left to harden. Imagine stumbling into a party hosted by a less-than-savory drug dealer, only to witness an unforgettable act of plumbing-fueled payback. That's exactly what happened to Redditor u/Business_Wolf5599, who shared a story so wild it reads like the plot of a dark comedy. And trust us, you’ll never look at a tube of silicone or a bag of cement the same way again.
Let’s plunge headfirst into the night Big C met his match, not in the form of a rival dealer or the police, but by the hands of a quietly furious apprentice plumber and some very creative use of construction supplies.
The Setup: Not Your Average House Party
Our narrator, finding themselves at a party deep in the underbelly of suburbia, paints a scene that’s less “Wolf of Wall Street” and more “DIY Disaster.” Hosted by a drug dealer known only as “Big C” (the “C” stands for, well, you can guess), the gathering featured your typical party fare: rejected advances, conspiracy theories, and a rotating cast of guests, many of whom eventually shuffled off to clubs. The narrator, wisely steering clear of the harder substances on offer, was relegated to designated driver duties.
But where there are drugs, drama often follows. In a moment that would make any true crime fan’s ears perk up, Big C turned violent towards his girlfriend—an act that rightly horrified everyone left at the party. When the narrator suggested calling the police, their phone was promptly chucked outside. (Don’t worry, it was a Nokia, so it likely did more damage to the ground than itself.)
The Twist: Concrete Plans
Enter “The Revenger,” a plumbing apprentice who, in a twist of fate, had been trading his services to Big C in exchange for drugs and cash. He also had the perfect set of tools—and motivation—for some petty (and sticky) retribution. After ensuring the coast was clear, the narrator watched as The Revenger exacted his plan.
Forget horse heads in beds; this was the plumbing equivalent of a mob warning. The Revenger filled toilets, sinks, shower drains, and even the kitchen downspout with cement. If it could be clogged, it was. And for the finer touches, he unscrewed the shower head and packed it with silicone, gummed up the taps, blocked the washing machine pipes, and even sabotaged the gas line to the BBQ. He finished by “doing something” to the pool pump—details lost to time but presumably catastrophic.
All the narrator could do was stand lookout, nervously washing their hands in a sink that promptly stopped working thanks to the fresh concrete. The final act? Loading up the plumbing tools and heading to McDonald’s, the universal site for a job well done.
Why This Hits Different: Justice with a Side of McNuggets
Let’s be real: Revenge stories are a guilty pleasure, but this one feels especially satisfying. There’s something poetic about a violent, abusive dealer getting his entire house rendered uninhabitable by the very person he’d been exploiting—a plumber, no less! It’s not often life hands out such fitting, low-budget justice.
Sure, some might argue this was a crime, and they’d be right. But when the legal system is nowhere to be found and the bad guy is, well, really bad, it’s hard not to cheer for the underdog with a bag of grout and a grudge.
Plus, there’s a lesson here: Never cross someone who knows how your house works from the inside out. Especially if that someone is a plumber with a creative streak and no qualms about mixing business with revenge.
The Aftermath: What Happened to Big C?
Sadly, we’ll never know Big C’s reaction upon discovering his home transformed into a modern art installation called “Plumbing Apocalypse.” Our narrator wisely cut ties with that crowd, and The Revenger presumably went on to finish his apprenticeship—hopefully with a great story for his next job interview.
But the legend of the concrete-laden pipes lives on, a testament to the power of petty revenge and the enduring truth: Don’t be a jerk, or someone might just cement your toilet shut.
What’s the best (or pettiest) act of revenge you’ve ever witnessed? Share your stories in the comments! And remember—always tip your plumbers. You never know when you’ll need them on your side.
Original Reddit Post: DV, drug dealer, revenge