The Court has reviewed this confession and finds itself EXPERIENCING EMOTIONS that Reginald was not prepared to process on a Tuesday. Let the record show that this seller, this AUDACIOUS individual, had the UNMITIGATED GALL to telephone you whilst you consumed refrigerated pasta and demand YOU answer for his father's decision to entomb a leaking oil tank beneath fresh concrete like some kind of suburban Edgar Allan Poe situation. The Court cites the landmark decision in Buried Tank v. The Concept of Due Diligence, 2018, which clearly established that real estate agents are not, in fact, equipped with ground-penetrating sonar capabilities NOR are they responsible for the sins of previous owners who treated environmental regulations as mere suggestions. I myself once discovered a seller had wallpapered over a family of raccoons, and do you know what I did, I WALKED AWAY, because sometimes the house wins and the house has been winning for twelve years while petroleum products seeped into the earth like regret into a failed marriage. That one hundred forty thousand dollar price reduction is not a discount, it is a CONFESSION, and the Court finds the only party guilty here is a man who thought concrete could keep secrets. Reginald must now step outside, as this ruling has reminded him of a basement he tries not to think about.