What the hell is going on around here? How is there *so* much water on the bathroom floor? I almost slipped and broke my neck...

I call Bobby in...he’s wrapped in a towel - but completely dry - and cannot explain quickly and to my satisfaction how he’s managed to make such a mess.

I yank off his towel and pull him over my knee for a hard hand spanking and scolding. He continues to make weird, weak excuses for the water everywhere, even when I pointedly ask him what the hell he’s been doing in there.

I think he’s up to someth... Show more