There is a malfunctioning shower drain in the house I live in that allows water to leak into the space under the floor. Since this bathroom is on the second story, it is only a matter of time before the rotting floor gives way, causing whoever is taking a shower at the time to come crashing through to the first floor kitchen in a manner I anticipate will be reminiscent of Veruca Salt being sent down the bad egg chute in Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. If I’m the one in the shower at the time, I will try to raise my arms into the air and say, “I want it nowwwww!” as I fall to my death. If somebody could please quip, “Now that was a bad egg” à la Willy Wonka at this point, it would be greatly appreciated.