Right after my wife and I heard the monkey business going on in our room, we went in said we didn't think it was safe. They ignored us. I told them about how people who break their necks have to spend the rest of their lives in wheelchairs. My wife told them that sometimes people who break their necks do not have to spend the rest of their lives in wheel chairs, but sometimes they do have to big stainless steel screws fastened to their skulls that stay in for a year, at least. And then this happened...

Well, scare tactics don't seem to work. We might have to resort to spankings.