When I see a man with a tidy place...

"The first thing I liked about you," said Lydia, "was that you didn't have a t.v. in your place. My ex-husband looked at t.v.
every night and all through the weekend. We even had to arrange our lovemaking to fit the t.v. schedule."
"Umm. . . ."
"Another thing I liked about your place was that it was filthy. Beer bottles all over the floor. Lots of trash everywhere. Dirty
dishes, and a shit-ring in your toilet, and the crud in your bathtub. All those rusty razorblades laying around the bathroom
sink. I knew that you would eat pussy."
"You judge a man according to his surroundings, right?"
"Right. When I see a man with a tidy place I know there's something wrong with him. And if it's too tidy, he's a fag."