How does one house with 2 and a half people in it, get so dirty?

I'll tell you how. Mister Man leaves out his mess for someone else to clean up. That someone else being me. And it is really frustrating. I mean, seriously, you can't pick up your glasses of milk? That I have repeatedly asked you to pick up, because the cat will get into it and spill it, and then I have to clean up old yucky rotten milk off the carpet. ARGH!

Mister Man better straighten up his act, or I am calling the Salvation Army to come cart his ass away.