I was only 9 years old. I loved Rhythm Heaven so much, my favorite game was Tap Trial, my favorite character: The Giraffe. I pray to The Giraffe every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given. "Tap is love," I say. "Tap is life."
My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I know he was just jealous of my devotion to The Giraffe, and to tap. I called him a cunt. He slaps me, and sends me to bed.
I'm crying now, and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me. It's The Giraffe! I am so happy! He whispers into my ear, "I love tap."
He grabs me with his powerful giraffe hooves, and puts me down on my hands and knees. I'm ready. I spread my ass-cheeks for The Giraffe. He penetrates my butt-hole. It hurts so much, but I do it for The Giraffe. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes star to water. I push against his force. I want to please The Giraffe. He bellows a mighty giraffe sound has he fills my butt with his love.
My dad walks in. The Giraffe looks him straight in the eyes and says "What a performance!" The Giraffe leaves through my window.
Tap is Love. Tap is Life.