When Camping Chaos Strikes: The Fart Bomb Revenge That Left Chad in Stitches (and Stenches)
Picture this: a peaceful family camping weekend, the sun rising over dew-soaked tents, and the only thing as thick as the morning air is the mischief brewing among cousins. But when your little brother gets shoved into a garbage can by the resident troublemaker and you get blamed for it, what’s a 12-year-old to do? In the annals of petty revenge, sometimes the stinkiest solutions are the sweetest.
Welcome to the story of how two siblings, wrongfully accused, found justice with the help of a few well-timed fart bombs, and how Reddit’s r/PettyRevenge community erupted with laughter, nostalgia, and a surprising amount of gas-related wisdom.
From Garbage Can to Game Plan: The Birth of a Stinky Scheme
Our saga begins in a scene straight from a coming-of-age comedy: a sprawling family campsite, a gaggle of tents, and a cousin—let’s call him Chad—who’s turned tormenting his younger kin into an Olympic sport. After Chad stuffs the 8-year-old little brother into a garbage can (seriously, who does that?), our narrator rushes to the rescue—only to be mistaken for the villain by a chorus of disapproving aunts and uncles.
It’s the kind of injustice that can spark a lifelong grudge—or, in this case, a plot worthy of a John Hughes movie. As OP (u/ironfunk67) explained, “Bro and I started plotting our revenge right away.” Lucky for them, they’d come prepared—with fart bombs. The kind that, when popped, unleash a chemical symphony reminiscent of rotten eggs and unwashed gym socks.
Operation: Stink Chad’s Tent! (With a Little Help From Reddit)
At the crack of dawn, the brothers snuck to Chad’s tent, pried the zipper open just enough to slip in not one, but two fart bombs, and made their escape. The result? “Stinky revenge served!” as OP gleefully declared.
Redditors were quick to voice their approval. “Well deserved,” said u/MariaMianRute, speaking for anyone who’s ever suffered an unjust scolding at the hands of oblivious adults. OP responded that they did, in fact, get in more trouble for stinking up the tent—but, echoing the wisdom of legendary troublemakers everywhere, it was totally worth it.
One commenter, u/Beautiful_Camel_17, shared a gem from their own family lore: “My dad said when he was young... since he was 'gonna get it' he might as well make it count!” Sometimes, if you’re already in hot water, you might as well turn up the heat (or the stink).
Others chimed in with creative, if slightly sinister, alternatives. “I hope you remembered to seal his tent zipper shut?” mused u/Organic-Low-2992, to which OP admitted, “We ran away in a hurry. But we only opened it enough to get the fart bomb in. The tent stank all weekend!” Mission accomplished.
Petty Justice and Childhood Memories: The Sweet Smell of Victory
The community couldn’t get enough. Whether it was the poetic justice of the act or the nostalgia for simpler (if smellier) times, the responses ranged from applause to hilarious suggestions for future pranks. “And Chad was left hanging in his funky tent. Nothing worse than a hanging Chad,” quipped u/CoderJoe1, referencing both the story and, for the history buffs among us, the infamous 2000 election.
Some suggested that if fart bombs weren’t enough, there were other options: “Some liquid ass would have also done the job pretty well,” joked u/-Nathan02-, but OP reminded everyone, “We had to use what we brought!” The improvisational spirit of camp mischief, alive and well.
Of course, not everyone was laughing. “Your family is neglectful a-holes for not believing you,” lamented u/Maleficentendscurse, highlighting the real sting of being unfairly blamed. But even that commenter couldn’t help but respect the ingenious revenge: “Hilarious revenge though.”
It wasn’t all about the stink bombs, either. Redditors reminisced about sibling rivalries and the universal experience of being blamed for something you didn’t do. “I can relate,” wrote u/Cwilliam99, “I do remember getting back at my brother once for that. But I don’t remember how.”
The Enduring Legacy of Petty Revenge
What is it about these small acts of justice that resonate so much? Maybe it’s the sense of agency when the world (or at least the adults) just doesn’t get it. Maybe it’s the timeless bond between siblings, forged in the fires of injustice and the fumes of cheap prank store novelties.
Either way, the story of the fart bomb revenge is a reminder: sometimes, the best way to right a wrong is with a little creativity, a dash of daring, and just the right amount of stink.
So the next time you’re feeling wronged—by a cousin, a sibling, or life itself—remember: justice doesn’t always have to be grand. Sometimes, it’s as simple as a fart bomb at dawn.
Have you ever pulled off a legendary (or stinky) act of petty revenge? Share your stories below—or tell us which comment from this story made you laugh the hardest!
And if you’re headed out camping this summer, maybe pack a few extra fart bombs. You know, just in case.
Original Reddit Post: Fart bomb revenge