I finally understand

So while I was creating my own death trap in my car by farting all the way home. I came to realize that the kinda guy I need is the kind that would stink by me through thick and thin, through hard times, and smelly times. If he don't mind my farts and picking my nose for me from time to time then I'll wife him. You think TOP would marry me?

P.S If you say TOP wouldn't then we're so not friends anymore. D={