The plates had piled up next to the sink. They were on the draining board and on the worktop too. There was no longer any available surface in the kitchen, so it had to be done.
He filled the sink with near-boiling water and Fairy Liquid and dumped what he deemed to be the cleanest items in the water. In reality they were just those with the least congealed food on them - they were still quite disgusting.
After half an hour his hands were pruned and it didn't look like he'd made any progress at all.
I don't need this many plates, he thought. He planned to just throw them away, but the more he thought, the more his plan escalated.
Before he knew it he was pouring a can of petrol all over the kitchen and standing in the back doorway, striking a match and grinning like a lunatic.
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