My MIL Destroyed My Reputation—She Won’t Forget the Week-Long Trip I Prpeared for Her

My mother-in-law (MIL) had the audacity to spread private and embarrassing details about my marriage to our family and even to her church community. The rumors she circulated included false claims about my household responsibilities and even unfounded accusations of flirting.

Furious, I decided to retaliate in a way she would never forget. Without informing my husband, I devised a series of elaborate pranks for our upcoming family vacation. These included leaving extra-large granny panties and melted chocolate near her camper, scattering plastic penises around her site, and spraying her favorite chair with fart spray.

I also arranged for Jehovah’s Witnesses to visit her frequently, ensuring they’d read Bible verses condemning gossip and tale-telling. To top it off, I subscribed her to a lesbian newsletter delivered to her neighbor’s address.

My aim was to show her that I wouldn’t tolerate her malicious behavior and to enjoy our vacation without letting her ruin it.

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