Last night we in bed with the lights out and in spite of the "lights out, no talking" rule, the people in bed were talking about all the chores they did. They never say exactly what chores they do, but claim they are exhausted from doing them. And then 
rsc said oops, we forgot to do our chores: take out the garbage and recycling. And so out of bed in bathrobes collecting and taking the stuff out to the street. And of course we'll never hear the end of this from our crew.
Chores
February 20th, 2014
In other news, our bed gets made every day by our elder cat, although sometimes I am allowed to help him.
"Unless YOU want to take over the recycling duties...?"
Call the bluff, I say. I've had to take that tack more than once with my guys, but delivered in the appropriate tone of voice (and, preferably, looking at them over the top of the glasses), it seems to work chez me.