“He Egged My Car for Blocking His Halloween Decorations – I Got Him Back with a Twist He’ll Never Forget”
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Halloween has always been my favorite time of year. I love the spooky decorations, the creative costumes, and the excitement of trick-or-treaters running around the neighborhood. But this year, one neighbor turned my Halloween spirit into a nightmare.
It all started when I parked my car in front of my house, partly because the street was crowded, and partly because it was the most convenient spot. I didn’t think much of it—after all, there was plenty of room for everyone to maneuver. But the next morning, I stepped outside and froze. My car was covered in eggs. Literally. White, gooey streaks running down the windshield, hood, and side mirrors. My heart sank, but then I spotted a note tucked under the windshield wiper: “Next time, don’t block my decorations.”
I was furious. Blocking someone’s Halloween decorations wasn’t even intentional—I had only parked there because every other spot was taken—but this neighbor decided the appropriate response was vandalism. I cleaned the mess as best I could, but the smell lingered for days, a constant reminder of his petty revenge. I debated confronting him, but I didn’t want to escalate the situation… at least, not immediately.
A few days later, I started brainstorming my own response. I didn’t want to just retaliate—I wanted a twist, something clever that would leave him speechless. I thought about his beloved decorations. He had spent weeks creating a haunted house scene with fake cobwebs, glowing skeletons, and a giant inflatable ghost. If I could “interact” with his display in a harmless but unforgettable way, it would send a message without crossing the line.
On Halloween night, I executed my plan. I dressed in a full-body ghost costume—think classic white sheet with eerie eye holes—and waited until dusk. When he proudly flipped the switch to light up his display, I slowly “floated” toward it, arms outstretched and wailing in a creepy, ghostly moan. His reaction was priceless. He dropped his candy bowl, stumbled backward, and gawked as I dramatically passed through his decorations, making the skeletons rattle and the inflatable ghost wobble.
But the twist came next. I had brought along a small Bluetooth speaker hidden in my costume. I played a recording of spooky ghost whispers and laughter, perfectly timed as I circled the yard. From the street, the scene looked like a haunted spirit had come to life—and it wasn’t just creepy; it was hilarious to anyone watching from a distance. My neighbor ran inside, shouting, “What the—?!” while I slowly retreated down the street, fading into the shadows like a true Halloween phantom.
The best part? I didn’t damage anything. No eggs, no graffiti, no broken decorations—just pure theatrical revenge. The next day, I overheard other neighbors laughing about the “ghost invasion” at his yard. Apparently, he told them he had no idea how it happened. Mission accomplished.
In the end, I learned that revenge doesn’t have to be mean-spirited to be satisfying. Sometimes, the cleverest approach is one that surprises your adversary, entertains everyone else, and leaves a story to tell for years. My egged car became the catalyst for the most memorable Halloween twist my neighborhood had ever seen—and my neighbor? Let’s just say he won’t be underestimating me next year.
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