Here's my broken bed story. It did not turn out great.
My second wife and her ex husband were pretty much trainwrecks. They never really got over fighting with each other and used things like custody of the kids like a weapon. I got stuck in the middle of it.
After their divorce, he continued to consider her dating to be cheating on him. To the point of this thread, she and I broke her rickety old bed. When he was dropping off the kids, he saw this through the open door, came to a conclusion on how it happened and went nuts on her. She chose not only to confirm it, but tell him it was because I had a gigantic cock. He decided he wasn't dropping off the kids and left with them. She, brilliantly, decided to make a bad decision worse and sent him a picture of my cock that she had on her phone. Every bit as stupid a mistake as it sounds.
Next thing she knows, she's got a subpoena back into custody court and he wants a number of restrictions on her time with the kids, who can be around them and how she is allowed to communicate with him and the children. Part of his complaint was she was sending him lewd photos. Again, brilliant on her part. The judge sided with him on pretty much everything. It wasn't just this one incident, they both had a list of dysfunctional behaviors, but he had a way better lawyer. And he'd never sent naked pics of his new girlfriend to her, which was a huge factor.
So, yes, I've broken a bed.
Corollary to this story. At another hearing, I saw he was headed to the men's room while he was waiting for it to start. I headed in to the bathroom after him. It was an old courthouse and had one of those trough style urinals. A stepped a a couple of feet away from him and gave him the full show. I never made eye contact, but I could see out of my peripheral vision he was gawking. He was red faced the whole hearing.
I know if fucked with his head I was screwing her in ways he never could.