>be me
>be 9
>at mgm in disney world
>ask attendant where Shrek ride is
>he says the only Shrek material is in the great movie ride
>i listen and go to the ride
>i sit through the whole ride pissed off that the ogrelord doesnt even have a dedicated ride
>then we get to the end and im furious
>theres a second long clip from the first Shrek documentary but that's it
>i start screaming until the ride's over
>the workers tell me to calm down
>i keep screaming about their disgrace to the ogrelord
>they try dragging me away but i push one of them into the ride track
>he gets run over
>the other employees tackle me as he starts screaming
>i listen to all of the yelling people and can't take it
>they don't even care that the park has besmirched the legacy of his onioniness
>i cant stand for this
>i pray to Shrek
>onions sprout from the body of the run over man
>fearful screams erupt from the closed door of the ride
>his onioniness storms through the doors and a trail of bodies can be seen behind before they close
>jumps onto the back of the cart in front of me and flips it over
>the people scream as the ogrelord smashes the metal into their bones
>their cries die down as the next cart starts moving but it doesn't get far
>a mighty punch sends it flying forward through the doors before a loud crash is heard
>the ride manager tries to shut down the ride but an onion is hurled straight through his head
>his onioniness bounds to the panel and smashes it
>cars start flying through the doors at high speeds and crashing
>the screaming is drowned out by the sound of screeching metal as the ogrelord smashes through the guards
>they try to use their tasers but they do nothing
>slowly their numbers ween out
>the ones holding me let go and try to run away
>i chase after them but his onioniness is too quick
>one gets grabbed by the back of his jacket and propelled over the track where hes splatted by a flying cart
>eager to please the ogrelord i leap for the legs of the other man and take him down
>i bite and claw at him as he shrieks in terror
>he starts bleeding but i continue
>the shrieking stops as i pull something long and stringy from his neck
>i feel a hand on my head and stop
>"that'll do laddeh"
>i turn to look for Shrek expecting to see an ogrely smile at a job well done
>but theres no one there
>"that'll do"
>Shrek is love
>Shrek is life
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
Shrek is Love Shrek is Life
फैनफिक्शनI am blessed to have had Shrek be a part of my life. Shrek has done so many wonderful things in my life that I can't remember them all in a coherent order. These are my fragmented memories of the ogrelord. Shrek is love. Shrek is life.
