It IS that serious!

Can I ignore my boys' crap-ridden room forever?? Me thinks not. For the past...oh....I don't know......10 months or so, I have tried. But now something just stinks in there! What the hellarkies is it??!!! A dead frog? A dead bird? A dead worm or two or three? um...dead...underwear stuffed in a corner? I just don't know. But I think it's time to get a warrant for someone's arrest. I'll be okay for the term of their sentence I think.
They (the two dirt-infested hoodlums) have cleaned it. Every week in fact. But it's just surface. They think they can fool me with their tom foolery, but no. No no. I know where they hide the dead carcasses of creatures past. Under the bed...the back of drawers....deep, dark corners of the closet...beneath mattresses which have since, (by some little Wild Boy feat) each week, at some point, becomes sheetless. Oh man. I am one irritated mama who does not like to clean little boys' rooms. But I will. I will. Just give me the strength!!! Oh Lord, oh hosts of angels, oh heavenly chocolate and coffee! Help me!