Immediately your head gets stuck.

    This sucks.

    About an hour later Pam walks in.

    "Hey, Brad, have you seen my diary?  Somebody stole it off my friggin' bed."

    "Hmmmph," you say unintelligably.  "Ghph muph iff snghf!"

    "I don't care if it was just lying there open, you shouldn't have taken it!"

    "Nph!" you say.  "Mhph heph iff snuph!"

    "That's no justification!" shouts Pam.

    She boots you in the sack.

    "Asshole," she mutters and walks out.

    About an hour later Sarah walks in.

    "Hey, Brad, have you seen my science project?  It was on the kitchen counter, and now it's gone."

    "Plph, dnff kiph mph balpth!" you shout.

    "That's gross!" shouts Sarah.

    She kicks you in the balls and walks out.

    Poppy enters the bathroom about a minute later.

    "Hey, Brad, have you seen my dentures?"

    You say nothing.

    "They were on my bereau..." he says.

    You remain silent.

    "...and now they're gone."

    You don't speak.  You don't even move.

    "Are you dead?!" shouts Poppy, and he kicks your sack.

    "Agph!" you shout.

    "Brad?!  You just hang in there, I'll get you out!" shouts Poppy.

    He grabs both your legs and pulls.

    Your head doesn't budge.

    Poppy turns around and puts one of your legs over each of his shoulders, then leans forward and pulls as hard as he can.

    "Grrrrrrrrrrr..."

    Poppy groans and pulls, groans and pulls...

    Finally:

    <<Pop!>>

    Poppy falls forward into the tub.

    He pushes your body off from on top of him.

    "You OK, Brad?" he asks.

    Not until he stands up does he see that your head is still stuck in the toilet.

    "Oops."

Your final score is:

682