I remember,

I was only nine years old, I loved Shrek so much.

I had all the Shrek merchandise and videos.

I prayed to Shrek every night for the life he has given me.

"Shrek is love" I say, "Shrek is life"

My Dad hears me and calls me a f*ggot. I knew he was just jealous of my
devotion to Shrek.

I called him a C*nt.

He Hits me and sends me to sleep

I'm crying now and my face hurts.

I lay in bed, it's really cold.

I feel something warm against me.

It's Shrek! I'm so happy.

He whispers in my ear "This is my Swamp."

he grabs me with his ogrehands, and puts me on my hands and knees.

I'm ready.

I spread my a55 cheeks for Shrek.

He penetrates my butth0le. It hurts so much, but I do it for Shrek.

I can feel my butt tearing and my eyes start to water.

I push against his force, I want to please Shrek.

He roars a mighty Roar as He fills my butt with love.

My dad walks in

Shrek looks him straight in the eye and says, "It’s all ogre now."

Shrek jumps through my window.

Shrek is love. Shrek is life.