Okay, attach a separate sheet if you need more room :)

I totally relate to that dishrag thing. Ew.

Yeah, I can even relate it to a single incident when I was a teenager. My mother wasn't much of a housekeeper, and dishes would pile up. One day, deciding to do something about it, I picked up the dishrag out of the bottom of the pile and the water coming from it was viscous, like dirty vegetable oil. That image flashes through my mind every time I reach into the sink and find a dishrag there.