Whiskey is Love Whiskey is Life

I was only 17 years old.
I loved Whiskey so much, I had all the bottles and drinkware.
I pray to Whiskey every night, thanking it for the life I’ve been given. “Whiskey is love” I say, Whiskey is life."
My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Whiskey.
I called him a cunt.
He hits me and sends me to sleep.
I'm crying now and my face hurts.
I lay in bed, really cold. I feel something warm...
It's Whiskey! I was so happy.
It whispers in my ear "This is my cask."
It grabs me with It's strong smell, and puts me on my hands and knees. I'm ready.
I spread my ass cheeks for Whiskey.
It penetrates my butthole.
It hurts so much, but I do it for Whiskey. I can feel my butt tearing and eyes watering.
I want to please Whiskey.
It roars a mighty roar as Whiskey fills my butt with its love.
My dad walks in.
Whiskey looks him straight in the eye and says,
"It's all Abv now."
Whiskey leaves through my window.
Whiskey is love. Whiskey is life.'

Or is Shrek?