He pours the beer and sets it in front of me.
I open the toilet top. Sit down. Explode with pleasure... a huge stink of a shit... right on the borderline of liquid and solid. A bold beer-shit of a shit. I flush... or I try to flush... nothing happens. The beer turds just float... the now-brown water in the bowl not in the least reacting to the pushing of the lever.
If you can't afford the fee, I guess they WON'T kill you... or maybe they won't kill you PAINLESSLY.