that bathroom

So, a room that has a shower that we clean ourselves in, some have sex in (it's a touchy subject) and that is far too small. This morning the toilet would not unclog, it had no reason to be clogged in the first place really, yet it wasn't being cooperative to it's duties (hahah no pun intended). Anywho I go to flush and realized that it needs a pump of the magical toilet plunging wand that apparently was not too magical this morning and flushed to see if it would go down.... I saw it coming... the tidal wave. the water just kept running and running and running, as I sit there on my tippy toes screaming "help! help!" to Jordan in the kitchen to save me as if she were a life gaurd on duty. I just had no idea what to do, she came in as the water rushed out of the bathroom through both doors into our living room, around the corner into my room where I began to hear trickling like rain. Granted it was raining out and the sound could have easily been coming from outside... but that was INSIDE rain... oh no ... not good. I frantically ran around to the basement door (still like a chicken running around as if my head were chopped off) opened the door to see huge puddles the size of small ponds and the cieling POURING as if we were getting April showers in our basement in October.