6. Label your food in the fridge. This way I’ll be justified in getting mad at you if you eat all my effing pizza. Don’t eat my food, and I won’t eat yours. Food is sacred. It needs to be respected. Please?
5. There is almost no stench more unholy than that of dishes being left in the sink for days on end. Sadly, I’ve become very familiar with this smell over the course of this semester. I say let’s make an end to the assault on my nostrils, and my sanity, and do our dishes.
