You have to imagine the title of this post being wailed in the plaintive tones of one Ms Polly Jean Harvey as she sings a song of the same name.
It isn't that the song has anything to do with Brisbane's water crisis but the level of desperation expressed is not dissimilar:
Now that's the kind of toilet humour I like. If you can read the fine print, you'll see that this is the cover of the first edition of a student journalists' magazine. With their careers ahead of them, surely the only way is up?