I first noticed it when my girlfriend came over to help me clean up my messy apartment. I’m bad at cleaning things up, so my apartment sometimes gets filled with garbage bags and junk that I just don’t know what to do with. It’s not like I’m a hoarder or anything, I mean I can watch TV and there’s room to walk and everything, but I do kind of a half-assed job of cleaning on my own. I’m a guy living on my own, and my apartment reflects that.
Because of that, my girlfriend will sometimes come over to help me clear everything out. That day was the same as any other time she came over. We started on opposite sides of the room. Whenever she came across any books or anything else that wasn’t obviously trash, I’d decide whether or not it was something I needed. If it wasn’t, we’d throw it out. The room was starting to look alright when my girlfriend pointed something out to me.
One night, a young man was walking around town. He had been drinking with his friends and was a little bit tipsy. His gaze wandered around as he made his way through the streets, and his eyes happened to fall upon a man sitting at a table.
The man must have been about 50 years…
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Ellen what the fuck happened in 1998
ellen degeneres came out in 1997
yeah but ellen what happened in 2014
ellen page came out in 2014