What Would You Do?

So I rushed downstairs in my usual frantic, morning pace when I decided I needed to wash some beautiful red grapes for A. and Z. to pack in their lunches. I tossed the grapes in the colander which was sitting in the kitchen sink. I washed them thoroughly with the sprayer, and set them to dry on the counter while I made my coffee. Now, Stucco is in the living room, and a few minutes after the kids had packed their lunches he pipes-up and says, "I washed the dog shit off my shoes yesterday." "Come over here and see if you can still smell it." At this point, I am just horribly offended that he wants me to determine if his shoes are indeed shit-free. Then, knowing Stucco as well as I do, it occurs to me to ask WHERE he decided to wash his shoes off yesterday. Yes, folks, "in the kitchen sink" was his reply. I asked (silly me) if it had crossed his mind to disinfect the sink after he washed his shoes off. "Well, no." he says. I calmly asked him if, in the future, would he please use the bleach to clean the sink immediately after he washes his shoes or would he, FOR GOD"S SAKE, wash them outside with the hose?!!