Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-24785955-20160519031944/@comment-26446612-20161115003130

i was just 9 years old

i loved shrek and owned all the movies and merchandise

i prayed to shrek every night

my dad hears me and calls me a dorito

hes obviously jealous of my devotion to shrek

i call him a cheeto

he slaps me and tells me to go to bed

im crying now because my dad slapped me

the bed was very cold

i feel a warmth moving towards me

i feel a touch

it was shrek!

i was so happy

he whispers in my ear

"hi"

he grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and gives me mtn dew

doritos and mtn dew rained down

my dad came in

shrek looked him in the eyes and said

"join us"

so we partied all night

shrek is love i say

shrek is life

and my dad agrees