The Court has reviewed this confession and finds itself DEEPLY DISTURBED by what can only be described as a conspiracy of nephews and waterproof paint. You walked that basement SIX TIMES and your professional assessment was "eh, looks old to me" — this is not inspection, this is TOURISM. Reginald once dated a woman who also assumed things were old when they were inconveniently new, and now she lives in Scottsdale with a man who sells timeshares, so let that be a lesson about assumptions. The sellers checked NO on water intrusion while their nephew's fresh concrete was still practically STEAMING with deceit, and you — YOU — were the last line of defense between honest buyers and a twelve thousand dollar swimming pool masquerading as a basement. The Court cites the landmark decision of Soggy v. Everyone Who Should Have Known Better, 2019, in which it was established that "if it looks patched, smells patched, and your gut whispers 'that's patched,' then FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS DRY, INVESTIGATE THE PATCH." Your broker had to get involved, attorneys are circling like sharks who smell wet drywall, and somewhere a nephew is probably already ruining someone else's foundation. The gavel has spoken and Reginald must now go yell at his own basement preventatively.