Η μητριά κόλλησε στο σαλόνι καθαρίζοντας

Oh, no. Really? Chocolate? On a white rug? Of course I'm the one who's gonna get down

here and get it. It's always me. I seem to be the only one that really notices these

things. I mean, this is a white rug, and someone was eating chocolate. There's no chocolate

in the living room. We just don't eat chocolate in the living room. Because this is what happens.

It gets messy on the rug. White and chocolate just don't mix. Oh, no. Damn it. I'm stuck.