Lisa's mother "spills" things on her over time

Lisa's chores began with mopping the floor. With a mop and bucket, she sloshed soapy water all over the tile kitchen floor. As far as household chores went, mopping was her least favorite (they were all her least favorite), and the only thing that made the ordeal bearable was the headphones on her ears, playing her favorite songs and deafening her to the world.

She danced as she mopped, and honestly spent more time dancing than mopping, shaking her hips to the beat and sometimes playing the mop as an air guitar. All the while, the floor grew more and more slick, until the inevitable happened. She slipped, and fell into a puddle of filthy soap water.

"Oh, dear!" her mother said, pretending that she hadn't been waiting for Lisa to do exactly that. "Are you okay, sweetie?"

"Gross!" Lisa complained, seeing the mess her chores had made of her clothes. Her capris were dark enough so the wet spots on her knees didn't look that bad, but her white crop top showed every smudge of dirt, and even worse, it had gone transparent with her red bra showing through the fabric. "Look at what happened to my clothes!"

Her mother was indeed looking, and trying not to grin. "Well, there's really only one thing to do now, honey. You should …

• Go take a shower...

• Work topless...

• Other...