Sometimes I feel bad for my roommates because I am up at 5 o'clock in the morning washing my dishes.
But then I remember the grief of I-don't-know-which-of-you-but-I-damn-well-know-it's-one-of-you who has been using my sponge and leaving it all gross, sitting in the sink with god knows what on it. It's a vicious cycle but I'm not about to stop.
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