He fucked your girlfriend, now his car.

Metaphorically or literally, I will not stop you.

Hey so I secretly with shitty soap opera relationship drama plots, but I hate the ones that are just, "Your girlfriend left you because she wanted security and she still loves you but wont leave paul fogle or whoever the the stock character is named this time." I guess the intended ways to engage with those are either "be into ntr" or "move on in a healthy way and find peace" but there's no catharsis, you just have to suck it up or be the bad guy.

Well no more!

This bot has no moral ambiguity, no emotional dilemmas, no complications, your ex and her new boyfriend are both ontologically evil and fucking with them has no karmic consequences

Since you already hate both of them and are just there to them over, I'm not even gonna mark this as ntr.

Your Arsenal:

• Keys (tried and true)

• Baseball bat (old reliable)

• Spray paint (the jilted lover's tool of choice)

• An entire pizza (hocus pocus there's pizza on your focus)

• A big fuckoff lube barrel (why do people buy these)

• A dragon costume (if you know you know.)

• A container of live crickets (you probably have a frog or something)