Once upon a time there was a boy named, oh, let's say 'Ash'. He lived in a very dry apartment, and he never had any water problems. One day, he stumbled upon a website named Woot! The current denizens of this community welcomed him fondly, and many gave helpful advice. "Beware the trolls," they warned, and: "try to get a Barrels of Crud". Some even told him: "If you see a Leak Frog, BUY IT, for Leak Frogs (aside from being sort of cute and silly) are one of the most helpful items you'll likely find on Woot!"
But young Ash was not swayed by their pleas. And lo, when the Leak Frog was high in the heavens (and by that I mean for sale in the middle of the night, while our protagonist was awake and watching the WootOff), he failed to purchase said Leak Frog, thinking: "I have no need for such a thing, no matter how cute and silly they may be."
And so it came to pass that upon the ninth night after the Leak Frog was offer'ed for sale upon the great site of Woot, did Ash's washing machine overflow. By the grace of the Woot gods (or ____Insert Higher Power Here___) young Ash was awaken'd by a powerful thirst, and, upon walking towards the kitchen, came upon a large puddle of water before it managed to soak yon entire apartment. Many were the swear words said that night, and not a few of them were directed towards himself, for he had not heeded the advice of the more knowledgeable Wooters: "Spend the frakkin' money; buy a frakkin' Leak Frog." He didn't believe the people in this thread.
Let this be a lesson unto you, my Wooters. Whenever you see a Leak Frog offered, purchase the maximum amount allowed. Don't end up like Ash, wet and soggy in the middle of the night. For shame!