Many people who have been cheated on have plotted - or carried out - some manner of retribution on the guilty party. And, for one betrayed writer, that retribution was a dish best served as a steaming pile of poop.

After Amanda Chatel, 35, a freelance writer from New York City, discovered that her French musician husband was cheating on her with a woman 28 years his junior, she took to the internet in a rage.

First she sent her 48-year-old husband and his 20-year-old mistress a series of not-so-delicately worded messages - including 'cheater' and 'homewrecker' respectively - then, as she describes in an essay for YourTango, 'I took to Google to see if I could send a big chunk of s*** to my husband.'

Woman scorned: Amanda Chatel, 35, discovered that her French husband, 48, had been cheating on her with a 20-year-old woman, and decided to respond by mailing him a box of horse feces

Incredibly - or perhaps not surprisingly at all given today's anything-goes internet culture - she found exactly what she was looking for.

S***express is a website dedicated to helping customers ruin someone's day with a large order of excrement arriving on their doorstep.

'Send a box filled with gluten-free horse s*** for as low as $16.95!' reads the website's cheery service description.

'Before I took to Google, I briefly considered packing up my own s***,' she wrote. 'Yes, I know that puts me in the "crazy" category, but f**k it. You get cheated on by your husband, then receive a poem from his 20-year-old girlfriend, and then we can talk.'

The story of the poem came about after Amanda and her husband - a divorced father and a part-time cabaret musician living in Paris - had already separated since August after he decided he didn't want to put in the work necessary to get his life in order.

Taking aim: Amanda discovered that her husband had cheated after finding his mistress' Facebook page following their separation

But after he went on to ignore her calls and messages for over two months, Amanda went about doing a little bit of snooping - eventually discovering the very public page of her husband's new girlfriend, with many posts featuring him in a more-than-friendly manner - posted before he and Amanda had separated.

When he was finally in touch, Amanda's husband confirmed what she most certainly already knew: 'After analyzing what was said, what wasn't said, plus some brewing up of suspicions on my part, my husband decided to come clean about a cold hard fact: He, a 48-year-old man, had cheated on me with a 20-year-old; a sprite young thing just two years older than his own daughter,' she wrote.

He also went on to claim that the two were 'soulmates' - because they both like The Beatles and have the same birthday, he said - and, to add further insult to injury, Amanda writes: 'She, his 20-year-old "soulmate," sent me a poem; a poem she wrote about me'.

'In her broken English, she scripted several stanzas depicting me, the horrible woman who was crushing her husband's soul, and she, the "little girl" who was in love with him and wanted to save him,' remembers Amanda.

On its way: The combination of the betrayal Amanda felt from being cheated on and the poem sent by her husband's new love was enough to have her find a way to 'send a big chunk of s*** to my husband'

'For all the gibberish it contained (and there was A LOT), I was at least grateful to see that she could recognize that she's just a "little girl," which, to be honest, makes it even creepier,' she adds.

The cumulative affect of the cheating, the lying, the month's of ghosting and the terrible poem from her husband's mistress all caused Amanda to simply 'snap' - and that's when she discovered S***express.

'As I stared at the website with a maniacal grin of The Joker across my face, I wish I could say I paused for just the briefest of seconds before placing my order, but I didn't. In my mind, horse s*** pales in comparison to what these two clowns had done, so screw it,' she says.

'I typed my credit card in, patted myself on the back, then cried, threw up, screamed, and cried some more for the next few days.'

At the time of the writing, Amanda has yet to be informed whether her soon-to-be ex-husband has opened his fragrant gift from abroad and while she admits that the decision was an 'immature' one, she says: 'Did they deserve it? Absolutely'.

'Part of me hopes they'll be confused and maybe taste it, but that might just be wishful thinking on my part.'