Okay, where's the fucking hidden camera?

The little sister has never once approached the food I cook with enthusiasm. She has at times even appeared disgusted before the food I've cooked.

Now she opens a can of tomato sauce and boils white pasta and expects a bulimic to eat it.

First of all, never mind that pasta is like the general number one binge food, it ranks way to low on the healthyness scale to be even considered right now.

And you wouldn't believe what praise she gets from the mother!

Sure I did too at first but now a days she usually just gets annoyed when I'm in the kitchen.

Somehow the undertone in the mothers praises is the same as when she comforted the sister when she was slightly younger (if this is even possible) and fake-cried for attention.

x

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