“Not me, but my father, walked in on his second wife riding another dude. He was talking to his neighbor one day and his neighbor asked if he had bought a new truck. Neighbor said he’s been seeing a strange truck at the house during the day when my dad was at work. My old man told the neighbor to call him at work the next time he sees the truck.

Couple days later, my dad gets a call. So he heads home and sure as shit, there’s the truck. So he goes into the house, walks upstairs and slowly opens the bedroom door to see his ex riding on top of another dude.

So instead of saying anything, he just stands there and waits for them to notice him. At some point they do, and he looks the guy dead in his eyes and says ‘I hope you’re having fun, because she’s all yours now.’

Apparently the guy almost shit his pants and apologized profusely. My dad knew who he was and basically just told him to shut up, but that she’s going to be living with him now so he better clear some space.”