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Started by crackers, May 1, 2014 11:48 PM

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crackers

>So, it's another Friday night, midnight to be precise. I am browsing the Backalleys, when I hear a sharp, crisp sound that cuts through the air
>"Here you are, special delivery, pizza: No onions"
>Reaching into my pockets to pay the delivery man at the door, he guarantees me I do not need to pay. His voice is thick and Scottish
>Eventually, after rummaging, I look up, about to shrug my shoulders and make my excuses. The man is gone
>Keeping my wits about me, I pick up the pizza box. Eating alone hurts now, now my beloved Stella is gone
>I eat the pizza, it is aggressive
>Seven months later, I am back with my girl
>Letting myself into the house, I discover there is a note, how cute!
>"Oven is on, make dinner yourself, I left ingredients for you! Love S."
>Very strange, my girlfriend never lets me cum, let alone cook for her
>Exhausted, I finally finish preparing dinner
>Someone at the door
>"Here, what the fuck do you want at this time of night?"
>"...Really, laddeh? After all this time, is that all you've got ta say?"
>Even in my wildest dreams I could not imagine, my idol, my dad, it's Shrek!
>"Klear the table, laddeh, time to make onions: Have Shrex"
>I submit.
>Steeling myself against his powerful ogre cock, I find myself in a state of pure delight: Stockholm syndrome, except without the kidnap
>"Lie down, and I'll Shrock your holm lad(;"
>I'm exhausted, I can't move. I can't even fight back, and find myself slipping out of consciousness. I awaken to find myself sweating
>"Fuck! I'm in the oven!" Struggling to get free, I finally understand the situation: The recipe I'd been left wasn't just any old dish
>"Ends like this, huh?" I laugh, reading the first letter of every line.

soup

send this to 7 friends before 12ocock tomorrow or shrek will cook you

"He was shown the smallness and tinsel emptiness of the little Earth gods, with their petty, human interests and connections - their hatreds, rages, loves and vanities; their craving for praise and sacrifice and their demands for faiths contrary to reason and nature."


"...it stimulates the part of the brain called "shatners-bassoon", and that's the bit of the brain that deals with...time perception..."

crackers

easy for you to say, you're not stuck in a fucking oven

Bamyasi


crackers


Holsterbau

Shrek is not DRECK
It's really good

Bamyasi

Wait, I just realized you made this. Color me virtually impressed.

Quote from: Holsterbau on May  2, 2014 08:16 PM
Shrek is not DRECK
Was that the video that started this whole thing? Five times I've thought we were over Shrek and five times I've been wrong.

rtil

it's never ogre :wile: