Cheese

Me and my dad were watching TV this evening when my mum appeared in the door of the living room and asked "Why is there a piece of cheese on the draining board?" My dad looked up and told her "Because it was mouldy." My mum then went to bed, leaving the mouldy cheese sitting on the draining board on top of its wrapper.

And these people wonder why I can't keep my room tidy. Genetics, obviously.