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My husband's mistress, Alia Becker, sent me a photo of her and my husband, Andrew Brown, getting cozy. She captioned it: [Andrew said you're like a dead fish in bed.] I didn't bother replying. I called up a printing shop, had them rush out 1,500 copies of the photo and caption, and covered every wall, every door, every corner of her apartment complex. The next day, Alia called me up in tears, pleading for mercy and saying sorry. I just chuckled. "Hold on, this is just the appetizer. Wait till you see what I've got planned for you two."