I find the behavioralist strategy of throwing the offending dishes in the trash often proves fruitful.
I'm reminded of a roommate I once had, whose mother was coming to visit, and the dishes, his turn, hadn't been done in ages.
I go to put my coat away and there's a garbage bag full of dirty dishes, hidden in the closet.
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