Fast forward to 2005ish. Most of the group moved back to the Cities and we got the band back together, including Flip the chaos magnet. He was playing a halfling sorcerer who mirrored his personality. I had a half-orc cleric of Kord. We were stumbling through the World's Largest Dungeon. We got to a magic trap infested room. I KO's the halfling, tied him up, and threw him into the room on a line. Once he was dead, I dragged him back, healed him up, and repeated the process for until I ran out of healing spells. "WTH was THAT for?!" "I told you I'd get revenge." "That was 15 YEARS AGO." "So. What? I. Told. You. So."

In my defense, I left the little shit with one hit point.

Rest assured, Skippy. Someday, I'll get you, too.