I once lived in a messy apartment, and I realize its sexist to assume that just because a woman wasnt there it was messy. So I went downstairs to borrow an iron, and I realize its sexist to assume that just because there wasnt a woman there, there wasnt an iron there. And I came back up and didnt have an ironing board. I realize its sexist to have anybody assume that of course I wouldnt have an ironing board, but I didnt. So I was ironing my shirt on the floor, and there was this little crunch, and I picked up the shirt and I had ironed a roach right on it.
And the point of this is there are some things that just cant be ironed out.