love the way you conveniently hide in the room when i'm trying to clean up, and then coincidentally wander out when it's all done.
also, love the way you never clean the house, or even after yourself.
(sounds like something my mummy would say to me too, actually.)
but,
i love the way this whole experience has shown me the pathetic human condition. people are generally quite good at hiding the evil within, but it's so blatantly manifested in you.