What Chip said was "I had a girlfriend once, she was one of those who always want their place to look spic and span, so whenever she found stuff out of order she'd collect it and drop it in a box. She bought those stylish IKEA box by the bunch, she had  her closet and garage lined up with them. When I helped her move, a few boxes fell from the hand truck, the content spread on the pavement, the most random things popped out. Her late mother dentures, a postcard from Cuba, a shot glass with dice on it. An empty can of Pringles. A dead small pet. Frozen moments from our life together. I don't know how long I stopped to stare at the picture being painted at my feet. But when she started shouting, I just left without ever turning back."