My Grampa's old dresser box, the only thing left to me after the fire. His pocketwatch given to me by my dad when I got married. Couple old scouting badges, original Star Wars cards, broken watches, and coins.
I've known gay guys who were slobs, dressed horribly and brutish in manner, and very girly guys who were downright straight perverts when you got to know them.
There are lots who fit the stereotypes as well, enough to generate it…"
"That's the other thing. I'm a teacher. I love teaching because its never dull and faces change, but I get enough time with kids at work. Definitely don't want to come home to them. I used to be a journalist,…"