The family that works together twerks together.
The family that tidies together gets slippy and slidy together.
The family that moves the couch together…uh… moves the couch together?
Their houses are clean from top to bottom.
“and pick up that feather duster!”
(I don’t know why I picture your family speaking in rhyming couplets.)
In pretty much every discussion about the division of household labour women complain that they lose sexual interest if their partner doesn’t pull (usually) his weight. “It’s like dealing with a child. Im not attracted to children.”