Garfield x Joe Bros - The search for eternal love

Part 4 - The Date

He invites me to follow him to a Chuck E Cheese dumpster, which he converted into a studio apartment. I finally gather the courage to tell him that I need to take a shower, hoping he doesn't realize why. He smirks, and as I feared, knows what has happened. I'm not sure what gave it away, the fact that it smelled like Sam's Choice Garlic Croutons, or the audible sound of the potato-sized turd bouncing around in my underwear like a volleyball hitting the woah on a trampoline. "Don't Worry" - he mutters with his voice as raspy as my grandmothers garbage disposal. "It's not my first rodeo" he says as he points to the meatloaf sized lump in his pair of black pants. He begins to scoop it out with a single sock, before yelling "hulk smash" and yeeting it out of the window. Now that he's made me feel comfortable, I feel calm, yet confused. We both sat in silence for a moment like Teletubbies at a strip club during a zombie apocalypse with nothing but custard and the need to boogie.  He finally breaks the silence and says "I want to show you something." and like a magician, he begins sharting out a knife. He then uses the knife to create a beautiful finger painting of Harry Styles picking his nose with a dildo. "I want you to have this he says" I begin to blush, and my mood changing fluffy handcuffs reveal that I am flattered while also slightly disgusted because his lingering shart was drifting into my nose like an Antarctic breeze.

I knew the exact words I wanted to say but it was hard to get out, like trying to pee out an entire dog collar.

I finally begin to utter:

"I love y-"

Gibby interrupts me mid-sentence, bursts through the door and yells, "I'm moving in with you."

The end.