I Live To Serve The Lord Zuthar

>I was only nine years and eleven months old

>I loved Bush so much, I owned all the oil and barrels

>I pray to Bush every night, thanking him for the freedom I have been given

>"Bush is love", I say, "Bush is life"

>My dad hears me and calls me a Republican

>He is obviously jealous of my devotion to the tea party

>I called him a mexican

>He slaps me and sends me to my room

>I am crying now, because my face hurts

>I go into my bed and it is very cold

>I feel a warmth moving towards me

>I fell something touch me

>It's Bush

>I am so happy

>He whispers into my ear, "Jet fuel Can't melt steel beams"

>He grabs me with his oily hands and puts me on my hands and knees

>I'm ready

>I spread my ass cheeks for Bush

>He penetrates my butthole

>It hurts so much, but I do it for Bush

>I can feel my anus tearing as my eyes start to water

>I push against his force

>I want to please Bush

>He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his oil

>My dad walks in

>Bush looks him deep in the eyes and says, "They hate our freedom"

>Bush leaves in his private jet

Bush is love, Bush is life