If you let Farmer H wash the dishes…
You will find maximum foodage in your sink trap thingy, because he apparently thinks we have a dishwasher
The plastic plates will be washed after the glass meatloaf pan, after the water has grown cold, so they will both have a patina of grease.
Dishes will be stacked in the drainer front to back instead of side to side
This means that the sink faucet lever will be impossible to reach, and impossible to turn off due to an eating implement being wedged under it after slipping over due to the front to back arrangement.
Dishes that were in the clean sink air-drying will be put away with such veracity that you will never see them again, only to be discovered by house-buyers doing a rehab or by archaeologists doing a dig long after Mrs. Hillbilly Mom has passed on.
Silverware will add extra nutrition to the next meal, what with supplying nutrients from the encrusted foodstuffs that must be chiseled off their eating surface.
But the main thorn in the side, bee in the bonnet, pain in the rumpus from Farmer H washing the dishes is…
HE WILL DEMAND YOUR UNDYING GRATITUDE FOR THIS ACT FOR THE NEXT THREE YEARS.