I didn't like my son's first girlfriend at all, but I did have to tip my hat to her in one regard. Like most boys there were booby traps of dirty dishes all over his room. No amount of pleading, yelling, etc, could stop him from leaving nasty crusty dishes. The first time Snippy (not her real name) went into my son's room and found dishes, she said, "Eeeew, that is so gross!" Then she found all of my son's deposits and put them in the kitchen. Never again did I ever find dirty plates in his room again, even after she dumped him. (Thanks, Snippy!)
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