trash was heading through the city, but since trash is poor as fuck trash has to walk. as trash was walking it started to rain.
detective noticed a panicking peice of trash (shit) and felt the need to help.
detective walked over to the trash,
"haha stinky trash"
trash felt touched by detectives words, no one had ever been that kind to him. detective handed him the umbrella as trash ate the umbrella,
"yum"
'his voice is so beautiful, like an angel.' the detective thought.
"hey.." the detective looked trash in the eyes, "are you.. wearing socks..?"
"yeah"
"so then if i kiss you this.. isnt.. gay"
"idk"
'such a way with words...' the detective almost lost thought but was brought back to reality when trash kissed him.
"no homo."
"no homo.."
