Porn actresses envy the look on my face when I clean my ear with a cotton bud.

Why can’t the house clean itself? It seems to get dirty by itself.

Maybe everyone can just pee outside from now on so I never have to clean the toilets again.

If you’re gonna spend so much time in my head, would it kill you to tidy up a bit?

Need to clean the fridge, so I’m going to do the responsible thing and drink wine instead.

But if i put my laundry away, the laundry chair will be out of a job.

A good hack to make my house look clean and tidy in the evening is to turn all the lights off.

Some of you need to clean your room before you take a selfie.

Friendship is when you don’t tidy up before visitors arrive.

I showered with my boyfriend. My breasts have never been so clean! Wow!

Forgetting how to clean the dishes and shooting them with a gun.

I tried to clean up my Chrome tabs but it turns out all 200 of them contain information that is vital for my survival.

The echo in my house when it’s clean is unsettling. Better order more stuff.

My kids had to work extra hard this morning but they were able to get the clean house back to it’s normal messy state just in time for the guests to arrive.

A freshly cleaned bathroom triggers an irresistible urge in men to trim their beard.

Dear ghosts, if you can move stuff around and flicker lights, then you can use a mop.

One day my kids will move out and discover the dishes don’t clean themselves and I feel for them. I really do.

I’m implementing a new policy in my house: any child who is awake past bedtime can either go to sleep or clean the house, no exceptions.

I went to clean bathroom and I’m 99% sure my kids shoot their toothpaste out of a cannon.

The fun thing about Airbnb is that you get to clean someone else’s house on your vacation.

I like listening to true crime podcasts while I clean my bathroom because I can pretend I’m destroying evidence.

If I’d married a wealthier man, I’d be lying on a fancier couch right now refusing to clean bigger rooms.

I was abducted by aliens. They made me wash my hands, clean my room, and eat my vegetables. Turns out I was on the mothership.

Disney set unrealistic standards of how often woodland creatures would help me clean and do laundry if I just sang out my window.

Never mind a Roomba, I need a robot garbage can that will follow my kids around the house all day.