I recommend a more subtle approach:

What you want to do is take him out and get him drunk, then slip Rohypnol into his drink. When he's down for the count take him over to a local college frat house and put him on the front porch. Ring the doorbell and when they answer, tell them that this guy passed out while drinking Zima and that you think he might be a republican. After these guys get done filling his orifice with man-paste take him back home after stopping at the pet store to buy a cat. Using a large funnel on his stretched pucker, insert the feline into his rectum. Now put him to bed and leave. He will spend the next several days hearing the meowing coming from behind him, but every time he turns to look, he won't see anything.

It'll drive him nuts.

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