Other than cleaning up the dead bodies after everyone ate, doing their laundry has got to be one of the worst parts of of being their familiar.

I do my laundry once a week on Saturdays. I bet the pile of dirty clothes within one week between Nandor, Laszlo and Nadja is monstrous. Oh and Colin. And I can only imagine the kind of filth Guillermo would find in Laszlos pile.