Dishes

I have so many dishes to wash right now. Fuck, I hate doing dishes. As a kid I grew up with a dishwasher and I guess it spoiled me, because I never had to wash a single plate. Now that I'm out on my own, the mutherfuckers pile up like lice on a trailer park kid. I used to have someone that washed them all the time, and by god I think I'll need to actually pay for a replacement soon. I even thought about buying one of those counter-top washers for $300, but for some reason I just never do.

Dishes are such a thorn in my side. No matter how many you wash they just keep coming back; almost like a bad case of herpes. Such a scourge. Just go away dishes, just go away.