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> I was only 9 years old
> I loved the Wealdstone raider so much, I had all the t-shirts and videos bookmarked.
> I pray to the Wealdstone raider every night before bed, thanking him for all the abuse he has given fans of the team he supports.
> "The Wealdstone raider is love" I say."The Wealdstone raider is life"
> My dad hears me and says I've got no fans.
> I knew he was jealous of my devotion for Wealdstone raider
> I said he had no ground
> He slaps me and sends me to the local football pitch.
> I'm crying now, and my face hurts
> I lay on the pitch and it's really cold
> A warmth is moving towards me
> I feel something touch me
> It's the Wealdstone raider
> I am so happy
> He whispers in to ear, You're playing shit, cause you've got no fans!
> He grabs me with his hands and puts me on my hands and knees
> I'm ready
> I spread my ass cheeks for the Wealdstone raider
> He penetrates my butthole
> It hurts so much but I do it for the Wealdstone raider
> I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
> I push against his force
> I want to please the Wealdstone raider
> He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love
> My dad runs down the road to the pitch
> The Wealdstone raider looks him straight in the eye and says "U WAN SUM?"
> The Wealdstone raider flies to the next football game
> The Wealdstone raider is love, The wealdstone raider is life

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