The perfect roast for when a fedorafied weeaboo gets flirtatious and hits on/invades the space of an attractive Japanese girl, no, seriously, he would be SO taken aback and stupefied by the fact that such an offensive, insane, and downright SAVAGE roast was uttered from the mouth of such a sweet, innocent, angelic and pure-cinnimon-roll looking Japanese girl. He would feel so crushed and defeated from the sheer OBLITERATION delivered unto him, that he would just give up and form a suicide pact with his body pillow waifu, but he'd be the only one dying, 'cause, you know, body pillows can't fucking perform sentient, conscious actions, let alone cease vital functions that it doesn't even have.

Hory Shittu, now THAT was a tedious, long, drawn out joke.