It wont be ogre soon laddeh

Ya' know what happens in me swamp don't ya...

I was only 9 years old...I loved Shrek so much. I had all the movies and merchandise. I pray to Shrek every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given. "Shrek is love," I say, "Shrek is life". My dad hears me and calls me a fa gg ot. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Shrek. I called him a c u n t. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm lieing in bed now. My face hurts, and it's really cold. I feel a warmth moving towards me. A hand touches my shoulder. It's Shrek! I'm so happy! He leans over and whispers into my ear: "Thees is mah swamp". He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me on my hands and knees. I'm ready. I spread my a s $ cheeks for Shrek. He pen e trates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Shrek. I feel my b u t t tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against his force, I want to please Shrek. He roars a mighty roar as he fills my b u t t with his love. My dad walks into the room. Shrek looks him straight in the eye and says "It's all ogre now". Shrek jumps out through my window. Shrek is love, Shrek is life.

check your self before you shek your self

*shet yerself

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