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Ever had a teenage son?

This is cathartic laughter after the 4+ years when no one over HS age dared enter the upstairs of our home. The Garbage Dump sign over the bedroom didn't begin to tell the story. It took 2 entire packages of 30 gallon trash bags to pick up and dispose of the visible debris after he left home. We then remodeled, which included taking up the floor boards and collecting the thousands of snippets of electrical wire that had somehow sifted down there. Then we had to remove the railroad spikes ("Mom, I couldn't FIND any nails") that studded the walls in order to wind enough copper wire for a Faraday cage around the room. This was done to enable him to receive the FM rock station his peer groups had to listen to constantly at top volume.

He is quite bright, has a BS in Chemistry and his own business as an IT consultant. He also has a wife who finds these sorts of articles hilarious. She may have married him out of pity. His first apartment post college and pre-marriage had a tasteful decor of hundreds of pieces of paper, some identifiable, most not, all over the floor of a large studio.

I believe it is a Y chromosome-linked behavior mediated only by military service.