Danny Devito please marry me

Me and Danny Devito Meet Each Other

I was fighting nazi zombies on my way to Walmart, trying my best to avoid the fire nation breaking into a thousand-year war and disabling the avatar.

Suddenly I saw him, that gorgeous son of a bitch.

A thousand meters tall, bulkier than a bull on mega-steroids, and a bulge that would make a Neko go O\\\W\\\O. 

"Holy fucking shit," I mumbled quietly, staring at that piece of fresh meat. He seemed to have dropped something, with his frantic searching of the floor.

"I dropped my monster condom, for my MAGNUM DONG." he cried out in anguish. The sight was a true form of pain. This Allah-like beauty, feeling the loss of such an important object to him.

"Who may you be, beautiful hunky stranger?" I questioned, blowing out some nazi zombie brain's out, being careful not to dirty his Jojo crop top.

"I'm the trash man," he said, a sensational look in his eyes "I throw trash at people, and then I eat it."

I was deeply captivated by his inspirational words, amazed that such a perfect human being can exist.

"If so... Would you like to go grab some trash later with me?" I shyly smiled at him, attempting not to be too embarrassing.

Suddenly a pack of wild ching chongs attacked me, almost choking me to death. But the trashman dove to my rescue, throwing trash at them until they scattered away to tell on me to Kim Jong Un.

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~!" I OwO'ed. He caught me by my thicc waist and held me close to him.

"C O M M U N I S M." bellowed Stalin's corpse that has awakened by the power of Country Human Hentai.

"Kya! Trashman senpai! Protect me, uwu, kya." I posed dramatically. 

"Hey SISTAHS!" James Charles screamed, scaring the ever loving fuck out of whatever was left of me "WHOOMP WHOOMP WHOOMP , YEAH YEAH YEAHHH".

How could've he done this? After all we've been together, our threesome with Dudu Faruk. We were friends since of childhood, adopted by the king of the nine year olds himself, before he disowned Charles for being too retarded. Ever since then, James sought revenge on the Swede, teaming up with T-series.

"Trashman-sama!" I cried out, afraid for my life. I was not ready to be taken by the gay, I was too young UwU.

"Don't worry, my little favourite trashcan, I will protect you!" He declared, before summoning the power of all the main characters of Jojo, who formed a giant Jojo robot-shield around, before Avdol blew them all up.

"YES! I A M!" he screamed before blowing up to bits.

James Charles kneeled, bleeding from literally fucking everywhere it was like super disgusting I won't torture you with that horrid description.

Anyway, DANNY DEVITO'S lucious locks and BULKING muscles were THE sight. Like holy shit, the man was a full course meal, just wanna munch on that dummy thicc ass.

"Chan-Chan," I was taken back by the fact that he knew my name without me telling him it "Will you... Be my trashWOMAN?".

This was the best moment of my life, even more than when I built my adoptive dad cyborg legs with the help of Bob the Builder, designed by Bob Ross.

"Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KYAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SUGOI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BAKA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" James Charles collapsed in the background, but not that I care like hell, I literally just got engaged to the love of my life uwu, no one cares about that nobody ass gay bitch, going whoomp whoomp on my ass. Back stabbing bitch. Lmao and thats the tea, sis.