Bigfoot is Your Landlord

There’s sewage spewing out of the faucet in your tub. Your landlord – the mythical beast-man known as Bigfoot – will not call, text, or even… *shudder*… FaceTime you back. Come to think of it, you haven’t seen the elusive creature since you signed the lease to your “no bedroom” apartment. Bigfoot handed you the document, and when you signed it, he immediately ran off howling into the woods with your cash deposit.

It’s 10:48 pm at night. Your bathtub is 25% sewage. The stench is 100% all you can smell. This is Bigfoot’s responsibility, damn it. You mail him $2200 a month! He needs to get a plumber over to your place NOW.

What would you like to do?