I was only nine years old. I loved Bubsy so much, I had all the merchandise and movies. I'd pray to Bubsy every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "Bubsy is love", I would say, "Bubsy is life". My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of Bubsy. I called him a hedgehog. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It's Bubsy. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?". He grabs me with his powerful bobcat hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for Bubsy. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Bubsy. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against his force. I want to please Bubsy. He roars a mighty roar, as he fills my butt with his love. My dad walks in. Bubsy looks him straight in the eye, and says, "I KNEW I SHOULDA TAKEN THAT LEFT TURN TO URANUS". Bubsy glides through my window. Bubsy is love. Bubsy is life.