TIFU by realizing my life is the Cleveland Show

So in classic sitcom style almost every romantic conquest I have tried to fulfil during my highschool life has ended up by the person receiving my affection becoming a lesbian. This is at a 100% success rate of 4/4 (shut up). So anyway my most recent venture ended pretty smoothly with me asking a lesbian to prom. She responded with logical reasoning and a sound argument and my frontline crumbled. She told me she wasnt planning on going anyway. So I took my broken discarded shell of a self and watched the Cleveland show for some stupid reason. I saw Cleveland jr. get mistaken for a lesbian and ask a lesbian to prom, without her knowing he was a man. This reflects back on me asking a lesbian to prom because I thought she was straight.I can say my life is as bad as the Cleveland Show. I could also say my life is as funny as the Cleveland Show.

TL;DR My life follows the plot of a cleveland show episode.