Normies seem to be too materialist to realize that the food your loved ones cook has sentimental value; think of your grandmother's food.
I remember a long time ago, I asked my mother to pack me lunch, and she went on a Marxist rant about the value of her labor and that it is cheaper to eat goyslop instead.
At this point, I realized, there is something dysfunctional about my family.
And it should come as no surprise that I never caught my parents being intimate with each other.
In addition to dead bedroom marriages, we should also talk about dead kitchen marriages.
Cooking is a basic show of affection and if the woman refuses to cook, the family is done for.
I remember a long time ago, I asked my mother to pack me lunch, and she went on a Marxist rant about the value of her labor and that it is cheaper to eat goyslop instead.
At this point, I realized, there is something dysfunctional about my family.
And it should come as no surprise that I never caught my parents being intimate with each other.
In addition to dead bedroom marriages, we should also talk about dead kitchen marriages.
Cooking is a basic show of affection and if the woman refuses to cook, the family is done for.
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